"Syringes?" He thought about it, then grinned. "Two, I think. Ella split before she got around to doing another batch." "Well, that settles it then. I...ll fill another batch for you." I held my breath, hoping the ploy would work. "And we can . . . talk." "Negotiate, you mean?" I thought I could see a minute smile. "Whatever," I said, feeling better. Midnight lay in a distant corner, sleeping. I sat at the counter, nervously handling the small bottle of insulin. The television went on and on. She told them that we were living together and then asked them if they wanted to join us in bed. Molly loved it when they said yes. She ate their pussies and I fucked them. They went back to their tent for the night but joined us first thing in the morning.Girls and women from the previous year came by and held my crotch while I fingered their pussies. The two sisters just smiled. They could not believe what was happening. Then when their own mother let me finger her pussy they giggled and came. "How many staff do you have?" Sean asked, eying Thamina. "It seems a little much." Oh, we have enough," I answered. "Mary wanted tonight to be special. If you'll excuse me," I said, desperate to get some relief for my cock.I disappeared into the dining room and cut through the kitchen. It smelled delicious and Desiree looked curious at me as I walked by. I exited the kitchen entering into another hallway. This hallway led to the stairs and the first floor bathroom. Inside the bathroom, Fiona. That is one majorly sick fuck. Maybe castration will stop these men from ever abusing another child.If the maid would have let them pass out, the fifteen kids on the floor would all now be unconscious.Molly came over to me, pointed at the men, the kids in robes sitting in the chairs, the kids on the floor, and then my mouth as she had each kid return their chair to the table before leaving through the main door into the conference room, versus the hidden door the staff use. Someone was making a.