We solved the problem by running our drones in pairs. One does a ground-level contour search while the twin ghosts along at high altitude and acts as ... radio relay.”I let out a low whistle. The drone operation was much more sophisticated than it appeared at first glance. There was some heavy-duty brain power at work.“It’s fortunate we spotted you when we did. It was the last mission. We had no trace, no visual, radio, or thermal signature. You had vanished,” Sheila said as she clicked the video. ”“Honey, I'm forty-six years old. I’m more than capable of taking care of myself.”“You can cook, clean and do laundry. But, that’s not what I’m talking about.”“Then what are you talking about?”She looks straight into my eyes when she asks, “When was the last time you had sex?”Sara has always been blunt. Sometimes her bluntness fits and other times it doesn’t. I consider this to be one of those other times. Even though her question makes me a tad uncomfortable, I continue to ponder it.“Oh come. “I really want this baby, two younger bi-women, so enjoy, you know your turn on is my turn on. We are going to cuckold each other again,” Sarah tells me in our room as we shower and change.“What shall we wear baby?,” she asks standing in front of a wall mirror, naked apart from her heels. “Don’t forget to take a cock ring with you.”“Less is more, we don’t have far to walk,” I tell her as we put on our very short matching black silk dressing gowns over our naked bodies. “Don’t worry about a. Already pulling on her jeans and oblivious to the overflow covering her thighs, Angelina replied, "That's never gonna happen." She raised a hand to his cheek and kissed him softly."Bradley tastes different than me," he said, smacking his lips."Oh, gross! You fag!" Bradley shouted, still red-faced."Bradley? Really," Angelina sighed."I know. Hypocrite me," Bradley said, head down. After a moment, all three of the Connors laughed. Across the deserted lot, Darien watched his brothers fuck his.