I think I was a little slow to react, but suddenly I caught the drift… something was not right. I told Christine to get out of sight and down on the...floor. She looked at me strangely, but the tone in my voice carried the tenseness that moved her to action. Another tenant was right in front of us and hesitated to enter the driveway, and that hesitation allowed me a second to react, my intercept antennae now extended and sensitive to whatever might be out of place. In the distance I could hear. "Right now I am much more concerned with what that gunshot might have done to the subjects. It might have brought them back to attention. If they did start attending at the wrong time, then they may have registered a memory. That would really fuck up them... and us... in the worst sort of way. That would make them completely useless to us. Subjects don't last very long as it is and finding new ones, the right ones, is very difficult."Roger's forceful lecture lost some of its punch because of. I pulled out of her throat, not having once had her teeth graze me. I finished this moment by holding my glistening pole and sending tremors of delight up and down its length, until my balls formed their leathery sack and I felt that wonderful urging of my cum as it flowed through my thick shaft and spurt in jags of cum all over her face and hardened tits. With a sadistic twisting of her nipples, pulling them roughly up towards me and letting them snap back to their previous spot, I aroused. I said, "I see three ass holes but only two butt plugs. Taylor, stand up. Push your fingers in Maxine's ass and find that Plug." Taylor looked at me and grinned. She pushed two fingers in Maxine's ass and then added a third."Bethany, start breakfast while Taylor searches Maxine's ass for the plug. Taylor, push more fingers deeper. Maybe it's further in." Taylor added a finger and pushed further in. Maxine moaned. I said, "Taylor, it must be far in there. Keep going further in."Taylor looked at.