Mary’s place was on fire. I called and reported it. By the time the crews got there all they could do is keep it from spreading into the woods. The ...ire marshal called it arson, the strange thing was there were no tracks leading to or from the scene, other than those made by the fire trucks and firemen. The firemen swore there were no tracks as they drove in. The fire marshal could not explain how someone got in, set the fire and left without a trace. The next evening I sat out on the porch in. Mrs. Winters was going to stay at her sister’s, she’d had a little too much wine. She told me to have Mr. Winters pay me when he got home and if it wasn’t enough, to call her tomorrow and she’d take care of it.I hung up and settled back on the couch. At around 11:30, I heard Mr. Winters come home. I met him in the kitchen as he walked in. I told him Mrs. Winters wasn’t going to be home tonight, that she was at her sister’s. “I checked on Adam, and he’s sleeping sound, Mr. Winters. Do you need. Soon all six youths were fully undressed the three newcomers trying their very best to hide charms from all the prying eyes. The air was pierced once more by the authoritive voice of Reverend Deacons as he ordered the three newcomers hands tied behind their backs. The three usual victims instantly seized their nearest newcomer and began to tie them up and once they were secured, the reverend stepped forward, he too was naked and sporting a semi hard nine inch cock which seemed to Babs and Lucy. She then let the dress fall to the floor revealing a skimpy underwear set which barely covered her tits or her pussy. At this point I was nearly choking on the gag not knowing what was going on. Angela whispered something to Tony and she fell to her knees unfastening his belt and removing his shorts as he removed his shirt which was quickly followed by his boxers revealing his semi -hard cock. I was desperately trying to get free but I was well and truly trapped. Angela then moved position so.