He just moaned and almost collapsed until Cindy sat down and told him to make them breakfast. At first he walked a little hunched over but then straig...tened up as he was fixing breakfast. Cindy felt a little guilty but knew that he would love this and would beg to be locked up after this.They were sitting down and eating when the phone rang. It was Sarah.Sarah: ?Cindy, I have a little bad news for you.?Cindy: ?What? IS Mary alright??Sarah: ?I am not sure but the police say that she has been. He was short, wiry, and had a cunning look on his face. He was neither handsome, nor ugly. She noticed he had a dark tattoo of a spider on his right forearm — a black widow."Remember him well — especially the spider on his arm. That if nothing else will guarantee you have found the correct man. Bring him here. I care not how. Then keep him here until I come for him. You shall receive the freedom to go into the city, but only with permission granted beforehand. Leave whenever you are ready, but. I was behind her in an instant, and as my prick was reeking with the fuck she had just so plentifully bedewed it with, and the divine lower orifice had also received its tricklings, I had no difficulty in pushing firmly but not too forcibly right up to the meeting of her stupendous buttocks and my belly. She sighed deeply with delight, when she felt me fully imbedded, and began the delicious side wriggle, while I remained for some minutes quiet, that I might enjoy the superb beauty of those. "The terrified teen began to thank them profusely, but they could see himcringing, as though he expected them to begin at least verbally harassinghim for his feminine clothing choices. "Um, I'm Tim Ventnor, though Iguess you wouldn't know it to look at me. I'm starting to go by the nameTammy, as I'm diagnosed transgender, and just starting to transitionpublicly. Maybe the clothes weren't such a good idea." Erika took thelead right after the boy's admission. "Well, I'm Erika Logan,.