Well, she'd see.Fiona took a deep breath and opened the door, walking in and closing it carelessly behind her. Just as she entered, her mother looked ...p, and her father began to shoot. Mother and daughter locked eyes for a moment, then Fiona's were drawn to the thick white cum spurting against her mother's neck and tits. Janet looked down, paused, then gulped down Jerry's spurting cock, making him cry out loudly. Her father hadn't seen her yet, his eyes were tightly shut as he groaned out his. He was standing now with the white stockings done up at the front; his penis now almost fully erect.“The straps at the back are always tricky…” He turned as I walked over and after a couple of attempts, I got the lacy stocking tops secured into the little hoops.We stood next to each other looking at ourselves in the mirror. We were both smiling. I spoke to his reflection rather than turning towards him.“May I?” He nodded slowly.I reached across with my left hand and touched the tip of his. At about 6.30 I left and arrived at the hotel about twenty minutes later. I looked in the bar but there was no sign of Claire, so I went to reception and asked them to let her know I was here.“Sir, Mrs Roberts asked if you can go up to room 307. She’s running a little late,” said the receptionist.After a brief explanation of how to find her room and a quick trip up in the elevator, I knocked on the door to be greeted by Claire in a bathrobe and a towel on her hair.“I’m really sorry John,” she. ?FUCK OFF YOU FUCKING PERVERT! I’M NOT GOING TO DO IT!? She fell to the floor in a heap as she sobbed wildly.A moments silence followed as Paul assessed the situation. Then BLAM! He had fired a single shot into the ceiling above their heads. They covered and screamed as a light dusting of plaster and dried paint drifted down over them. They shook with fear as he once again pointed the pistol at them both. His eyes showing an anger they had not noticed before.?My my???you are a naughty.