I'm sure that I blushed, but neither of them said anything about it.Instead, Kay said, "Pardon us," as she closed the door and they went back into the...living room and sat down.I finished getting dressed and joined them in their living room. They both started to speak at the same time and then both stopped abruptly. Jon spoke up asking me if I really had to go home right then or could I stay a few more hours.He said, "If you can stay longer, we could enjoy a few hours of playful sex together. I struggled to keep his huge hard cock in my mouth as I swivelled in my seat until I could rest my knee on the dashboard, totally exposing my recently fucked pussy to him. “You dirty little cocksucker! Look at your cunt…it’s still full of spunk!” The taxi-driver cackled as he pushed a fat finger, the size of my husbands’ cock, deep inside my body making me sigh. “Oh my God!” I groaned through a mouthful of sweaty brown cock, as his finger twisted and turned inside my soaking wet pussy. . That was the reason he gave for telling his wife she should teach Vaughn while he stayed at home.They had discussed this all back when their boy turned fifteen and started talking about wanting to drive. "You can make sure he can drive as good as you. That'll do for the DMV," chuckled Pops.Pops had earned that nickname when he was young and all his friends and family called him Popeye. He was a short man, but he was as strong as Popeye had ever been. Rather short and muscular. And he always had. She remembered Xavier brutalizing Sophie ... then coming over to her. Wait, the notecard! About to look for it under her pillow, she realized it was clutched tightly in her hands, the way she would clutch her medallion in prayer. Making sure Sophie didn't see it, she faced the wall and read the card.IF YOU WANT TO PROTECT SOPHIE FROM ME TONIGHT, WAIT FOR HER TO LEAVE THE ROOM AND SAY THE WORDS "PUNISH ME". YOUR TASK FOR THE DAY WILL BEGIN.Helena's heart dropped into her stomach. Oh god, what in.