Twenty minutes later, I was wondering how far away the convenience store was, but no one else seemed concerned, so I shrugged it off. But just under a... hour later, the police were at the door."Mrs. Mercer? Mrs. Faye Mercer?" the cop asked."Yes..." Faye began to look worried."Can we step inside?" Newsies were all over the place out front."Certainly..." Faye backed up."Ma'am, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but your husband's car hit a bridge abutment off the access road to 695. He didn't. He grabbed the set of clamps he had brought along.Mouth still with gag, my whimpers came out muffled as he attached the clamps to my protruding nipples. He then had my kneel on my hands and knees in front of the couch.---A few moments later, he noticed me fidgeting. He allowed his slut to get up on my knees. I winced as he put the blindfold back on me I made a pained expression and whined as he started pulling at the clamps and wiggling it around."I thought you liked it rough, pet," he teased. He then rubbed his cock over her little hole, which by this time had almost shrunk back to its original size. He slowly pushed his cock in the dumb blonde’s ass until he was balls deep. Candy moaned at the fullness. Jack explained to Candy that for this to work she would need to hold still while he and his partner moved inside her. They would need to pump their cocks hard into her holes in order to get the semen to eject from their cocks. She readily agreed and promised to try to hold still.. I'm not going to bore you with the whole text conversation, but in the end, he told me to be there Saturday afternoon, and for me to get ready for a long night. He would take care of the rest.I, of course, was nervous as fuck. Friday, I basically ate nothing but fiber and roughage, and I barely ate anything Saturday morning. I took a long shower, shaved off any hair I could find, and used a buttplug to warm myself up. Then I drove over.Henry greeted me at the door; he was just like his.