I could still feel the remnants of the night before's burnt pot roast and over cooked veggies. They were still sitting heavily in my stomach, waiting ...o be broken down, but needing more stomach acid to complete the task. The meat hadn't quite been leathery, but it hadn't been that far from it either. None of the children had complained though, and Derek had even asked for seconds, on everything.After breakfast, I grabbed a quick shower. I invited Shirley to join me, but she said she needed to. Her pussy began to get wet as she realized that she was going to expect her to do the same. She would never have done it on her own, but if Robin seemed okay with it, how bad could it be?Katie got up from her spot on the bed, and placing the tablet where it would face her, she went to shut the door to her room.“No, leave your door open for now. It will make you more obedient I think. You won’t want me yelling and making noise so that Mom comes and checks on you...”Katie stopped, stunned as she. Were those protests? Or invitations? Did he wantit out? Or further in? Or both? In and out and in and out and in and out.She diddled him, and she noticed how hard his cock was. She slid in deep,then got up and walked to the bureau. She pulled out a pair of herpanties.She dangled them against his cock. He lifted his groin toward them, as ifnot to break the contract. She ran them up his torso and over hisnipples. She pinched one, then the other. But it wasn't the fingers thatstirred him. It was. If he really her go, she had him. She wasn't going to be one of those women who were too ashamed to report being attacked. There was DNA evidence all over her body, and inside it. She'd talk to the DA, call in every favor she had, and soon this guy would be in prison finding out what sodomy felt like from the other side.John sighed. They always picked the second option. "It's not quite so simple. See, there's still a problem to deal with. If I let you go, what's to stop you from going to.