" Yes, Oliver," I replied breathlessly, "I've missed you too."Suddenly, the red curtains were ripped back and standing over me was Agent Fleck with an...evil smile on his face. "I knew you were lying to me Ms. Perry, and now you're going to pay."He grabbed my arms and yanked me hard across the table. I felt Oliver's hands slide down my legs and I found myself hanging in the air helplessly. "Let me go!" I screamed.I looked back and Agent Wyman was pointing what looked like a gun at Oliver's head. I noticed that her undies were on the floor and she had a pair of my daughter's panties on. I know this to be true because the pair she had on was lime green. My daughter had a pair of dirty undies in the laundry on top of everything lime green. My baby sister was wearing my 19-year-old daughters dirty panties. For some reason that made me extra hard. I can't say that I blame her. my daughter is beautiful. 5'3 platinum blonde hair bright blue eyes big tits and a nice ripe bubble butt. I have to. She'd need to hurry. Grace was close. I slowed my active tongue and reduced the length of Pierre's thrusts with my legs. The pads of three of Jessie's fingers became very busy on her clitoris as Grace's hips waved, fucking my flattened tongue.Grace's hips started to jerk. She was at the edge, and then she was falling off the edge into an orgasmic chasm. I came with her, and Pierre followed me. I felt his semen splash into my cunt as he bellowed with joy. Grace's exclamations of pleasure echoed. While they were surprised and more than a bit astonished at how quickly their private guards had either given way or surrendered with little or no fight, the haughty noblemen were in little mood to make parley to save their skins, let alone inclined grovel for mercy.In a moment, three of the younger noble sons of the barons, including the sneering young aristocrat who had ordered the flight of arrows from the Gate Tower yesterday, drew their swords and charged Rowan, determined to cut him down..