Except for the daughters, who were horrified and couldn't do anything but cry and sob.The girls were drugged and after a short telephone call, a car c...me to pick up the girls and the two men. Then they were gone. Perry was alone in his house. His wife was lying unconscious on the floor.For a moment he tried to think with his drunken brains. He tried to think, what he would do now, but he didn't bother following his thoughts to any conclusion.He was rich now. In his own little world, he could. "You shouldn't have done that," he growled.He pressed one hand to my throat as the other held me down. His elbow painfully dug into my shoulder. I choked back the air that I couldn't swallow. "You are in for it." He kissed me hard and bit my lip until it was red. I tried to wrench away but he was too strong, and it only angered him more. He removed his hand from my neck and instead turned to my breasts. He pinched one nipple hard; I winced at the pain. He kissed and sucked on my sensitive. The girl groaned like she was insane, as he clasped her ass cheeks and thrust his tongue. When she climaxed, the juice threatened to drown him. It jetted to the back of his throat and all over his face, so that when he rose from her drenched cunt, he was masked with her. “Goddamn, you might be the horniest bitches I’ve ever fucked,” he told them. And I’ve fucked Miranda. Imogen was slumped against the wall like she might subside onto the floor. Lysette went so far as to grip the girl and shore. " I love Dave Matthew's!" She bounced in her seat, "Can I have a listen?" I handed her the ear phones and turned on the walkman. As she listened she closed her eyes and mouthed the words. I watched her, bewitched by the movement of her lips and her sway, like some kind of beautiful red-haired serpent. The song ended and she handed me the earphones. "I love that song," she added. "So you look a little too old to be a student. What do you do in Tucson?" Hey, I'm only 23!" I did my best to feign.