I lowered the window and my wife leaned in and smiled at Bobby in the back seat. I asked where she was heading. She gave some ridiculously distant d...estination and I told her she'd have to put out for a ride that far. My wife looked at me, at the box on the front seat, and then back at Bobby. Behind us a car horn sounded. I pointed at the box and said for her to get in back or step away. Bobby moved to the middle of the back seat, smart lad, and judging from the look on his face my wife. When her Mum was distracted by some hunk rubbing his body up and down hers, Carly came over to me and pulled me to her encouraging me to dance in a VERY sensual way with her. I was not happy with this at all and kept looking over to where her Mum was to see if she was watching. When I saw her with her tongue down one guys throat (we had a very open relationship so it was no bother to me) I thought 'oh well - go along with it!' and so I carried on dancing with Carly and her sister who appeared. RING.The bell rung to go to their next period. Sam had not yet climaxed yet.“Shit,” Sam said.“It’s ok. I got you,” Kayla replied. Kayla then started tit-fucking Sam Prescott, which was a situation she never thought she would be doing in her wildest dreams. She started moaning as she took him in.“Ugh. Ugh... Oh, God. Oh, shit... Oh, oh, fuck me...”“Oh, shit, I’m coming,” Sam said. Kayla opened her mouth while jerking Sam off. Eventually the senior reached his sexual high, shooting his seed on. ‘With you?! No. We wanted Avenger and the other warships. We want Idris. We want my ship. I left something there…something very important…and we want it back. But I am sure…once we have Captain Chariton where we want him…that you will find your place amongst us…in the empire. Until that time, you are just a means to an end for us.’ ‘I’m not helping you. Not ever!’ She jerked against her restraints as if she actually thought they might break this time. She wasn’t doing anything. Her eyes shut.