"The fun's not over yet little slave." She said. "Now go get on your knees at the edge of the bed." I hobbled, as before, over to the edge of the bed,...not knowing what could possibly be in store for me now. When I got into position she walked over and sat on the edge of the bed in front of me. She then opened her legs and stuck her finger into her still sopping cunt. She then grabbed my balls with her other hand, eased her gooey finger out, and held it up to my mouth. "Lick it slave!" She. " Maybe I should stay here," said Brady. "Just in case ... you know." His comment wasn't a question, but more a statement that he expected Bob to know why it might be important for him to stay with the women. Bob did not, in fact, see why that might be important. But he'd just seen his daughter stark naked, being pawed by men whose intent was quite plain. He was rattled, and in no small part because, as a man, he could understand why all those men wanted to do to her what they had wanted to. Cotes grew silent, almost mesmerized before saying to one and all: ‘Hot damn. I think I just met the next Mrs Cotes.’ ‘Got a driver’s license, sir?’ Burnett asked dryly. ‘Yup. Gimme a minute to get it together, okay?’ ‘Been drinking, sir?’ ‘Actually, no, I haven’t.’ Burnett leaned over and looked into the car more closely, saw the shoulder boards of a four-striper on the man’s uniform jacket – and the wings over his left breast pocket. ‘American?’ Burnett asked. The man nodded. ‘Married?’ He. Maria we have to call the police I know, Kevin…but… But What, Maria? Will, Brook and Lynn are in trouble! We- I know, Kevin! Its just we dont know were the hell they are! And if we do call… Do you think that the reverend will hurt them? Thats what Im afraid of, Maria sighed, still grasping her tea, as she looked up to see that Kevin was just as distraught as she was. Well shouldnt we call Lynns parents? I mean, they both- That might not be the best idea, Maria interrupted, Theres no telling how.