.you’ve...screwed him again, you mean?’Jennifer took the vibrator out and laid back, propping herself up on one elbow. She reached forward, picked...up the double dildo and started feeding one end into her pussy.Alessa took the double from Jennifer’s grasp and pumped it in and out slowly.Alessa edged forwards slightly so that when she pulled the double out of Jennifer’s pussy it was pushed a little way into her own.She moved a bit closer so that it was being pushed deeper.Then more.And more.And. The adjacent arm of each girl placed on the breast of the other. A piece of paper fell from between the photos.Written on it were the words, "Just to show you we got the two fucken bitches. If you don't have the ten million dollars in small bills by the time we tell you, we will kill the old one. If you then don't have the money 24 hours later, we will fuck the kid until she dies. We will call you with instructions. Remember, if you call the cops, both die."Jen picked up the photos, the clothes. The intelligence your people gathered a few days ago has blossomed into something no one ever suspected. I am sure Judge Jones has his own briefing to give you, but here is mine: most federal investigations against organized crime move from the street up hill, to the highest level mobster they can indict."Because of what Tim Sanderson gave up, the DOJ is working from a VERY high level downstream, towards the thugs, and shooters. It's quiet novel for Justice. They are ecstatic, and rolling up. .". "You well get plenty more of that, I promise you". I said. I turned around and left her behind. Before closing the door I just said "Don't forget the my balls next time.." and I shut the door.I hope she learned her lesson, I thought to myself. She is not finished with me...The next day, me and my wife drove up to the farmhouse and when we got out of the car, she was waiting for us. She just said hello as usual. My wife started walking to the barn and I held my arm stretched out with my hand.