This was one of those days when I hadn't even bothered to bring that as warm as it already was. I glanced up at the clock on my sister's wall, it was ...arely past seven."Isn't that a little early to be mowing the lawn?" I asked standing up as though to freshen my coffee though I was curious to see who'd be mowing my sister's yard at this god-forsaken hour of the morning. I stood looking out the window."That's probably Peter," Joyce said now standing, walking over to join me as the two of us. He was sure he could hear the sounds of the headboard hitting the wall and Dixon groaning and telling his wife how good her tight white pussy was. He was correct. Lisa was on her hands and knees, getting banged hard, her tits flapping as a hard black cock hit her in places that hadn’t been touched in years. Dixon had his thumb in her ass and he was threatening to fuck her there. Lisa was begging for it loud enough for Brad to hear. “Oh yes, fuck me hard, use my white pussy, fuck me good. "Alright, you stay here, stay quiet and wait until he finishes. Wait until he's distracted, grab some shorts from your room and make your escape outside. Come in the front door 5 minutes later as if you've been running. Got it?"Kevin nodded in exasperated agreement."Good. Oh, and rub your feet in the garden or it won't look like you were barefoot." She smiled and kissed him quickly on the lips before covering him back up and opened the bathroom door. Her Dad was standing there, crossed legged. ‘Do you think we’re morons? We’ve been there and done that. The janitor is dead and we think our friend Hunter may be also. The person I was talking about is a murderer.’ Kaylie felt that Kyra did a good job of keeping her cool. She’d have yelled. The operator was on her toes now, ‘You’re sure that there is a dead man on the premises?’ ‘Yes!’ Kyra was yelling now. ‘And our friend may be dead too! We need help!’ ‘All right, calm down now. I’m going to send a unit over as quickly as possible, but.