Janet is very close with her mother, Jean, who lost her husband nearly five years ago, not long before we first met. She is a very attractive widow, f...rty-two, nice figure, an older version of Janet, really.They talk with each other several times each day and seem to talk just about everything. She had confided in Janet that the last few months had been very depressing, very lonely, and that she was really down."She's really down, Doug, I've never heard her so low. I just don't know what to. . if you can only get me out of this terrible situation!"I'd wondered why she hadn't been particularly enthusiastic at the last few meetings with my two buddies, and had been postponing other meetings lately .. and now I understood why. But I doubted there was anything I could do.After thinking hard about this, trying not to be distracted by the distraught Anna and the desperation in her eyes, I decided on a possible solution.I insisted we tell her husband Allan a slightly modified story,. ‘You like that, Quinnie?’ James whispers. Quinn gasps and rolls her eyes back in response as he starts finger-fucking her faster. ‘James…’ she whispers. ‘Where do you want my cock?’ he growls, taking his fingers out of her pussy and putting them in her mouth. Quinn licks his fingers and smiles. ‘Wherever you want,’ she says. James smirks. ‘You’re so fucking perfect.’ He cups her ass with his hands, lifting her up and carrying her over to the wall-side cabinet. With one quick swipe, he throws. I saw more than one pair of pants put back on hangers that had shit and cum in the crotch.As the kids left this store, the bitch followed them back a ways. She may be a moron, but it seem that she was able to stalk them without being seen. I don't know how long she had been at it, but on the way to the next store she was talking excitedly on her phone. The closer to the store, the more videos feeds of other adults and some police started to pop up. They stayed back and out of sight of the.