Jennings was a bit shocked at seeing the tong panties the young girl was wearing. When he was sent to prison, only prostitutes would dare wearing some...hing so skimpy, even as underwear. So it was difficult for him to comprehend how his straight-laced ex-partner would allow his teenaged daughter wear such frilly underwear.Rick Jennings stared on intently as she peeled off her sweater, her perky teenaged tits pointing at his face. After fifteen long years in jail, seeing that was more than he. I had no idea what they were going to do next but I was soon to find out because another one of the guys was now climbing on the bed and moving in between my wife's legs."You wanna try two cocks?" The guys shouted at my wife.I was just about to stand up and say that my wife only wants to have one guy at a time when my wife shouted."Oh god, yes!"I sat with my hand over my mouth as the second guy began to point his cock at my wife's pussy as at the same time the guy under her was still balls deep. But the boys couldn’t stop staring the girls seem perfect in every way they both even had the perfect hourglass figures, what more could you ask for? Rachael was a 5’7” brunette with long hair, she was fair skinned-not too tan, but not too white- a very cute face and her perky C cup breast were the best in Tommy’s opinion [and looked like a brunette version of Megan fox to Dante]. Rachael’s green eyes flashed as she caught Tommy looking at her. Cyara was an African goddess in Dante’s eyes- She. I went over to his desk and sat down, closed my eyes, and started to move my hand over the top of it. I reached out with my power to try and feel some of the emotions that were left in here. I felt the police officers moving around in here. The police weren’t really searching too intently. The emotions I felt from them were, well ... uncaring and lackadaisical. “Bastards,” I said to myself. I conjured an image of the lead investigator’s face and would track down to have a word with him or her.