It was a lovelyold house that had been kept in pretty good shape, on a two-acre parcelof land. It had once been a farmhouse, but the farm had long bee...absorbed into a larger operation, leaving the house as a delightfullyprivate place for an independently wealthy person to live. It was onlyabout a half-hour drive to the city, and there was a university there,and all the shops, theaters, and restaurants I could ask for.Being just out of college, I didn't have much in the way of worldlybelongings.. Patty picked Cindy up out of the tub and dried her off, Patty was just barely five feet tall but Cindy was at least six inches shorter, she had not been raised correctly for sure. Patty put on of her own robes on Cindy, it swallowed her but it did the job, they walked to the kitchen. “Cindy are you hungry?” Cindy’s eyes told the tale, Patty sat her down and got out some leftovers from supper from the fridge and heated them in the micro-oven, roast chicken and green beans. Cindy devoured. I could feel my cock getting hard again. Each girl took a turn and moved their hand up and down my shaft. It really didn’t take long and I was hard again. “He’s hard. It’s my turn to fuck him,” Ashley screamed. Mia then stood on the bed and put her pussy onto my face. I grabbed her bubble butt while she rocked and moved her cunt all over my tongue. Her pussy tasted amazing while I licked at her flimsy lips. I sucked and tongued her cunt. She was moaning and groaning like a cat in heat. My. “That’s my business,” he replied. “You don’t need to know.”“Fair enough.”We spent most of the drive in silence after that. I couldn’t stop thinking about what Foster’s incentive could possibly be. After all, he was risking prison or execution, not to mention the danger of making a deal with an inhuman (literally) monster. Whatever his motivations, he wasn’t doing this just to help a rapist get his jollies.After a couple of hours we pulled down a dusty dirt road that took us to an ugly metal.