Just imagining you created a problem for me. Remember the running joke, “boxers or briefs?” lol Well today it was boxers. The thoughts of you c...eated an issue that could not be disguised. There were not many people in the building this late on a Thursday afternoon. Maybe 10 between all 3 floors. But still a bit risky to continue with my thoughts. So now I had a choice to make. Stop the thoughts and sit back at the desk, hiding my problem or go to a place where I wouldn’t be interrupted.. The sensation of having two dicks inside her, two thick dicks that belonged to her brother and father, was too much for Lacey.She slammed down on her brother's dick and her pussy exploded. Juice erupted from her cunt, splashing all over Anthony's groin and soaking the bedding. She stayed there, laying on top of her brother as her father continued his merciless assault on her asshole.Daniel felt Lacey's orgasm and it made him want to fuck her even harder. He held onto her as he sped up, but kept. She begrudgingly smiled as the officers got to their vehicles to assume their patrols for the day. Again, there seemed to be no indication from any of them that told her who might have spied of her and Clint the night before.For the rest of the morning her mind wandered back to that anonymous note and what kind of threat it holds for her, both personally and professionally. So perturbed was she that twice she missed a radio call for the canine unit, Clint had to alert her with a loud bark.She. It was true. Candace rarely cooked. Cassie used to, but she was barely around. I didn’t know how to cook. The house staff fed us, but it was pretty much the same thing. We ordered out a lot and I missed the taste of real, home cooked food.What I really enjoyed, however, was the look of Johnny’s wife, Taylor.Johnny and Taylor were in their late 20’s. Throughout dinner, it came up that Taylor modeled and it showed. She was tall and curvy, with a head of long, extremely curly black hair. The most.