Seeing the two had finished, Estaria quietly snuck back to the front of the security office to give the Chief and Margret time to get dressed. After s...veral minutes he called out, "Chief, Margret!" Back here in the control room," Margret called to him.Estaria quickly walked back arriving just as the Chief slipped out of the restroom, looking only a little disheveled. "Ah, Detective... uh," Estaria sir," he replied."Detective Estaria, I've watched the tape, but I think I will need to see it. "And the bra"Again she jumped as if his words had shocked her. Reaching back she undid the clasp of her bra and thought about how hopeful she was that morning when she had done it up. Still holding it to her body she lowered the bra to her waist and dropped it. She was almost frozen in place and had given up all pretence of dancing her arm stuck to her sides."Now the panties."Again his words ran through her like electricity. She knew it was coming but to hear him say those words. She reached. He finally decided it could wait. Had he got enough petrol in the car? He raced out to the garage. The tank was three-quarters full.At four he forced himself to have a cup of tea and one of Sharon's shortbreads and made himself pick up the crossword. All he did was look at it. His mind was flooded with Deborah.Half an hour later he went to have a bath and change. Despite shaving and paying an inordinate amount of time to his fingernails he was fully ready three quarters of an hour early. All. Much of it from the first shot sprayed beyond the towel on the floor. I glanced out the window to see both girls had opened their robes and were masturbating with me. Their eyes were glued to tip of my cock and the last of my sperm oozed from me and dripped to the towel. Their bodies were delicious and their mouths were agape as they furiously worked themselves to their own orgasms. As I squeezed out the last of my load and began to soften, I saw first one and then the other reach their own.