You have been a good boy indeed- you deserve your reward. I lead you to the bedroom; faint music is playing in the background. I sit you down on the f...eshly made satin sheets. I bring in a couple of hot wet towels from the bathroom; with one I wipe your body, relaxing you. With the other I wipe your feet, massaging them to get the tension out. You moan and close your eyes. I keep going a little more and then lift your left leg and suck your toes, making little wet slurping sounds. You revel in. The man closed his eyes and threw his head back. Anita slowly sat back taking his cock up her cunt. She started to grind her hips, reaching down to rub his balls as she rode his dick. My little slut looked up and mouthed a kiss to the other guys and smiled.One of the men who had been stroking his cock approached Ana and moaned as he unloaded a huge torrent of cum onto my wife’s face. As the first stream hit her in the cheek, she locked her lips around his dick and took the rest into her mouth.. Punched clean through his skull. Fell where he stood, more'n likely." Well shit!" snarled Homer.Rachel flinched and leaned away from him."Sorry ma'am" he muttered. "Him bein' dead kind of complicates things."He stood up and looked at one of the other men. "Jasper, get on over to Mavis' house and fetch doc. Since this boy is the one that come and got him, I s'pect that's where he is. Tell 'im I got a dead body and a mostly raped woman, and I need 'im over here. Get there Pronto, Jasper."The man. It was empty as were the other four. Vaguely disappointed, he searched the closet. It too was empty, or almost. Back in a corner behind some abandoned shoe boxes was a cheerleader's skirt Jennifer had worn when she was in the eighth grade, the year her mother had died. That was nearly seventeen years ago, James realized with a mild shock.James returned to the bed and sat down. He slowly brought the skirt up to the medallion, then hesitated. He looked at the skirt for a moment then.