"I just want to get it done as fast as we can, so if there's something here, we need to get the damn thing to manifest so that you can get a read on i.... Now where did the attacks take place?" "The master bedroom upstairs," Willow told her. "Alright," she took a deep breath. "I'm going up. You stay down here and keep your feelers ready." "My feelers?" Willow rolled her eyes. "You know what I mean," Casey gave her a dry stare. "Let's get this done." "You did read the article, right?" Willow shook. If I kill him it will be because he drew first. I will promise you I won't just go in there and shoot him in cold blood ... even if that is what I want to do. You know what those horses are worth?" The sheriff nodded his head. "Well, then you know there ain't a jury that would convict me if I shot the son of a bitch. Right?" The sheriff nodded his head again. "I'm gonna ask you not to come in. I don't want to put you in a situation where you might have to choose a side. You have been my friend. Everyone participating in the debate match today—I coached my high school’s team in addition to teaching history—would use the nearer ones. And I needed privacy.My pussy was on fire. Everything was happening at the houses today.My sister and I were far closer than sisters ever should be. For twenty years, we had shared the same man, Cheryl’s husband Clinton. He was our Master. He dominated us, punished us, gave us just what we craved. We made love for his amusement, committing incest to please. It did not surprise her that he was stark naked and his dick was sticking out straight and stiff as it so often did when he awoke. As she placed her cup in the drainer she felt his hands at her waist from behind as he grabbed her pants and pulled them along with her panties down to her knees and slapped her thick exposed bottom twice."Honey, I can't. I have to leave for work in five minutes!" she said."C'mon, Mom, " Danny whined, trying to spread the fleshy cheeks of her ass to expose her pink.