Just the quick sight of them suddenly began to stir the erection in my trousers, as my heart beat a little faster.Over the coming weeks, the two, moth...r and daughter sat outside, swam in the pool and enjoyed their time at their new home. One night, as I sat in my room, I turned my head to glance across at the apartment opposite where a light switched on in one of the bedrooms. The mother stepped inside, a black blouse which showed off her wonderful cleavage, and a short tight skirt which showed. Positioned so vulnerably, in the dimly lit room, sent another electric shock through her body. Time was moving so slow, and she could hear every minor noise in the room. Coreys pants dropping to the floor... the sounds of fists shooting up and down the shafts all the dicks getting ready to violate her. Despite the fear, her pussy was still soaking itself with her sweet juice. Before she even had time to prepare, a man was grabbing her hips and roughly jabbing at her rear end. His cock pressed. ”He wasn’t convinced. Flattened his lips. Shook his head. He answered back, in his glissando, nasal voice, his Boston accent strong, “But then you gotta house them, feed them, and the taxpayer is on the hook.”“Not if you get value from them,” I replied, “and if they’re scrubbing toilets, wiping asses, fighting forest fires, all that, they’re creating value. Simply warehousing them in jails is wasteful and murdering them is plain unethical.”“What if the bastards refuse?” he asked, his voice. "And put on some clothes." Oh- seriously?" I snort. "The way you two are dressed?" What's wrong with the way we're dressed?" Lauren pouts, placing herhands on her hips- which, like the rest of her (and Katie's) legs, areencased in pink tights, while their torsos are covered in skin-tightblack leotards with only flimsy see-through skirts to preserve theirmodesty."You look like you're four," I say, earning face gasps of shock fromboth girls."Well I never," Lauren tuts. "And how, pray tell, are we.