“In what?” I growl, rutting savagely inside the drooling teenage pussy for emphasis with hard, deep stokes, my balls swinging upward to slap her e...gorged clit. “Disappointed in what?”“Fucking gaaawd,” is the moaned response from an accented voice I don’t particularly want. “Who the hell is disappointed? I’m not. Fuck me like one of those whores daddy always likes to bring home,” she demands.“Fuck you,” I whisper, ignoring the teen for a moment. “Fuck you all.”I don’t even know who I’m talking. Thankfully, the heels kept walking past the door, but it brought home how vulnerable they were in this closet. Suddenly, David said "I have the key to the VPs office. I forgot she gave it to me before going on her business trip. She said I could use it for private employee evaluations." David let his eyes drift down Rachel's naked body, drinking in her large, firm breasts, soft skin with baby-fine white-blond hairs all over it, a sheen of sweat across her stomach, down to her swollen sex and. I lose my husband and now my home, too.~ She putdown the real estate advertisements next to her tea on the dining roomtable with a sigh. ~I'll get back to this once I've taken care ofwhoever is at the door.~ She walked to the door and opened it to find ayoung woman of her own height standing there with a brown leathersatchel in her hand."Yes? May I help you?" Mrs. Edwards?" Yes?" Mrs. Edwards, my name is Ariel W?chter, and I'm a local representativefor several insurance companies. I was. Still nothing. They went back.It was five o’clock before a car drew up at the kerb right next to them. A red Dodge minivan, like their own. As its rear door slid open two guys appeared on the sidewalk - one from a store in front and one from behind them. In an instant Grace and Mo had been ushered irresistibly into the back of the car, which wasn’t their own but one the agents must have hired to help mask their abduction. In the middle of it all Grace couldn’t help being impressed.On the.