His tight fitting khakis fit well over his brawny thighs and I could easily see a pronounced bulge in his crotch. As I kept watching, he spread his le...s wider, dropped his hand into his lap and slowly began to massage the bulge. My pussy started getting wet, watching him caress his crotch with such an erotic, rhythmic motion. A smile shown upon his face as he looked over at me and licked his lips again. He knew he was teasing me, and continued to rub his bulge. As I watched with rapt. Then I noticed her skirt had risen right up… I could see the top of her ass. Worst of all, my own boss’s hands were around her waist.“He… He’s… He’s…. He’s soooo big…” Ana barely whispered, as she let go my hand...Then I could see my boss’s hips gently swaying back and forth…Suddenly somebody moved and then Ana could lean again on my shoulder. She whispered in my ear as she moaned softly:“He is sooo much bigger…oooo… uhhh… than you are…babe… I am so sorry… he is so thick also…” My sweet wife. He pulled inside. Thedoor rattled down.My freedom had lasted a minute or less. I was trapped in theirhandcuffs, inside their car, inside their garage, inside their steelgate. I was their helpless captive, and I was shaking with fear of whatwould happen next.Mr. White turned in his seat and glared at me. "That was very foolish,Lisa, and you will be very sorry you did it." He opened the rear door,pulled me up and helped me out of the car. I hobbled inside in mytattered stockings. My shoes were. The industrious and self-sufficient westerners kept up with demands of clothing the young mothers. The town adapted as it waited.The local doctor's office did not have the sophisticated tools of a big city, but an internal ultrasound machine was enough to know that all 36 pregnancies were female. This was really the first thing that made the doctor really want to go outside the town for help and advice. Surely, 36 out of 36 being female meant something was wrong. In all other ways, the babies.