She slowed and almost stopped a couple of timesbut each time she restarted her rocking with renewedvigour, and began to make small whining sounds in h...rthroat. Eventually, with a sob, she began to come, andshe rocked frantically on me, wrenching her pubic boneagainst me roughly. I let this be the cue to stopholding back my own orgasm, and as she neared the endof her minute-long, rasping, clenching spasm I shotsilently and powerfully up into her, my aching ballsprotesting painfully as I did. "Jason waved at the couch for her to join him sitting there while Jeremy took the easy chair and opened his manila folder on the coffee table."First, Carrie Whitehall never made a call to social services. She's a piece of work and her new boyfriend is an ass, but I was able to sweet talk her into signing an affidavit just in case it comes up later."Jason and Di glanced at each other with identical amused expressions, then returned their attention to Jeremy who turned a document to face. " Oh." I hadn't actually noticed that. "They're different, I guess. They all know about us." I know."She had a point.Alex nodded begrudgingly. "Sir, I kinda don't do stuff around her. I mean, I didn't know if she'd be comfortable with it." You don't trust me," Vette said simply."Of course, we trust you," I snap, just as Alex concedes, "Not really, I guess." I want to earn your trust Alex." Vette looked at me. "That's what I want to give you for Christmas. Alex's trust." Excuse me?" I had no. " But..." Don't ask," Mrs. Emery growled. She was still holding up a hand.With both hands covering his private parts, Sean was frozen in place. He was sure that he was about to die and there was nothing he could do to save himself from the obviously angry woman. It was with more than a little relief that he watched Mrs. Emery stiffly turn and walk down the hallway. Even her back was covered with mud. There was a hand print on her bottom.Based on the size, it looked like Liam had slapped her on.