As Sage took the final few steps to her sister’s door, she realized that her hands had been clenched, her fingernails digging into the skin of her p...lm. She was angry. No, no, that was an understatement. A severe one. Sage was fucking pissed. Someone had attacked her sister. Tried to kill her. On orders. Who would put orders out to kill her sister? No, she had a better question. What supernatural being put orders out to kill her? If it had been a human that’d come after Vicki, Sage could. "Nothing really just a guy and his girl who couldn't get enough of each other." Martin answered with a smile as he though of the scene he just witnessed."I'm not really in the mood for this tonight Hon let's go home and spend a little time together there." Sure uh I guess honey." Martin said confusedly as he stared at the drinks on the table."And no computer tonight I have plans for you that don't involve that Shadow person your always talking to." Tara added with a coy smile.They were now at. Cathy and Beth had put their jeans on in the shower two hours before they were to leave the house. They agreed that hot water was best. Then as their blue jeans dried they shrank to fit them like a glove. I had to help peel them off Cathy while my wife helped Beth out of hers.There was no formality. Martha sat me in the only wooden chair and then sat down on my cock. She watched the second hand spin around counting off one minute. Then Ann, Beth, Cathy, and Donna took turns sitting on my cock,. I wanted to bring the conversation around to the vibrator without being too direct. My mind was racing more than usual, if that is possible."So, how long do the batteries last in those things?" I can't believe those words actually came out of my mouth."Why do you want to know?" She laughed as she asked."Oh, just curious." Best answer I could come up with."Well, we'll just have to find out." She said coyly.She got up and walked over to a drawer in the kitchen. She opened the drawer and took out.