I knew I shouldn't feel excited about being forced to do this perverted stuff but I just couldn't help it. I watched him move towards me and it seemed...as if he was moving in slow motion. He came to the little bed, got to the end and leaned over me. He didn't try to make sure I was wet or excited or anything. He got on his knees at the end of the cot, pulled me down so that my cunt was close enough for him to fuck and then he moved forward and put his cock against my opening. I felt his cock. “Looks like someone has missed me.” Kennedy moaned as his fingers touched her pussy through her panties. He freed his cock, slid her panties to the side, and rammed his throbbing manhood into her. A deep, guttural moan came from Kennedy as he filled her. Lorne grabbed her hair and pulled her head back as he thrust, pounding her pussy ruthlessly. Kennedy’s eyes rolled back as she was being fucked, savoring the feeling of Lorne’s engorged cock with each thrust. Her pussy sucking and grabbing. I have to admit that his guy is better than my guy.”“It’s not just how much money you spend?” Kara asked.“Less than you’d think. Landscape design takes a bit of flair. You can spend a lot of money on expensive plants and materials but without a little panache, nothing grabs you when you see the house. The landscaping should be an exclamation point.”“What do you think about the quality of the house itself?” Jake asked.“It’s a lot harder to say than you might think. Sheetrock, trim, and paint can. I knew she was, I had her eyes, but I wanted the test to tell me that. At least Captain McManus was right, her badge was enough to get the test done. A few days and I would know if I was the son of a Jane Doe that’s been in a coma for over thirty years and a serial rapist. Not the best family history in the world but at least I would know. I wish I could say I saw the sights, but really I just sat in my motel room and waited. I did warn Captain McManus about the threat as an anonymous source,.