Soon they were in te Channelside section of downtown. They pulled into the private garage of some very expensive condos. The driver exited the vehicle...again and swung his door open. Jaydee was very curious. The driver smiled and held out a pass card. "The seventh floor sir." "Thank you." "It was my pleasure sir. I will be here waiting when your evening is concluded." Jaydee took the card from her delicate hand and admired her manicure as he did so. she was fine. She had to be about. Nobody driving by our house, no one else in the family, none of our neighbors, nobody knew at this moment my wife and I were fucking our 15 year old daughter. My cock pulsed hard as I shot the first load of my cum into Lynn’s mouth. I believe it caught her off-guard as I felt her gag slightly. Quickly recovering, I felt her gulp down the first wad just in time to ready herself for the subsequent spurts I emptied into her throat. Lynn swallowed every drop of my cum, never once needing me to. ." Candace headed up the hallway. "Toby, do you know anything about sending someone to fuck Phyllis?" I did that," Amy raised her hand. "Part of the whole mess with Tabitha is that Phyllis is grouchy because she isn't getting any, so I sent Luis Garza over there." Oh, okay." Candace went back to the phone. "It's legitimate. Earlier today, Tabitha came to the clubhouse to live because there is a lot of friction at Horner's. Part of the problem is that Phyllis isn't getting any, so..." Oh. Okay,. The door banged open again, and now to black and whites, officers of the PLD police department stood there, guns drawn."Help me."Chantel never moved. And never ducked. But her eyes blazed. "Stop."It was all she said. And Desiree thought, I'm betrayed.Then the bullet hit her in the arm.She spun, but she talked. "Henry is my slut! I made her! You bitch!"And then she went down.EpilogueChantel showed the police the contract. She showed them the videos, expertly edited. They showed how Chantel had.