If they buzzed at the front gate and politely asked to be let in, the parents would let them. Once in, everyone would chat away happily. If the polite...baddies asked about Mark, the parents would take it as a bad joke. If they asked about the computer, Prof would explain the program that was running to trap them into coming. Meanwhile, I'd be snooping their cars hoping to find incriminating evidence that they'd been surveilling us. If I couldn't find that, I'd try to at least get what agency. So I was pretty fucking sure I don’t want to go to a Federal or State pound-me-in-the-ass penitentiary.I spoke to her harshly, “Yeah, sure. So you can sue me or arrest me tomorrow? Just go to bed, and get the hell outta here by seven in the morning!”Melanie stood up, her bare mound inches from my face, looked around and then grabbed Alice’s purse. She pulled out my daughter’s iPhone and swiped the camera on, in selfie video mode, and spoke into it.“I, Melanie Johnson, do hereby authorize and. Kneeling down in front her to take her panties off, I found myself looking straight at the red patch of hair that was visible through her wet panties. I gently put my fingers in each side of her panties and ever so slowly worked them down. As soon as her red hair came into view, I leaned in and kissed her hairy mound. It wasn’t hairy in the wild sense, but was neatly trimmed in a triangle that point to the treasure below it. I slid her panties the rest of the way down and kissed her pussy lips,. "Have you had enough yet, baby"?Daniel whispers in my ear."Oh, please." I beg, pulling on the restraints above my head as I stand blindfolded and tied to the shower rod."Please what?"I gasp. "Please, Sir."Daniel laces his hand over my ringing skin and rubs gently."There. There. There." His words are soft. His hand moves south and around, and his fingers slide inside me.I groan."Talia " he breathes, and his teeth pull at my earlobe. "You're so ready."His fingers slide in and out of me, hitting.