" Fran's Daddy slipped three fingers inside her with no resistance. He could feel the vibrations of the car transferred through her ass to her cunt. F...ran leaned forward and grabbed the top of the windshield with both hands. Spreading her legs as far as she could without interfering with the driving Fran rocked her hips forward and backward fucking her cunt on her Daddy's fingers and pushing the butt plug harder onto the center console. Fran fucked harder onto her Daddy's hand as her hips moved. Okay, thank you Henry.” Her voice trailed off slightly as she finished her words. She reached up then to take the paper from me and let her hand touch mine, where it lingered for several erotic moments where just minutes before I had held and stroked my aching cock almost to cum. “And here I thought for a moment you were coming over to see me.” she said with a giggle and lift of her beautiful tan shoulders as she kept eye contact with me and again blessed me with one of her Hollywood smiles. I. ” She got into her purse and took out her cell phone.”“Dammit!” I said to myself, how stupid can I get. I had gotten sloppy since I had left the FBI some years ago. I had worked there for many years as a field agent. I know that cell phones can be tracked. I should have told Heather to leave her phone in her car before we left. I turned to Heather and I said to her; “Is your cell phone bugged too?”“Not that I know of.”“Show me that picture.”She opened up her pictures on her phone, she then. The boys turned to each other. A big smile creased their face.As they stood up and starting walking to count how many poults were caught, they heard an unfamiliar noise coming from the road and immediately ducked behind the bush and crouched there. The sound became louder and drew closer like the clomping of Clark’s boots on the kitchen floor, and for a moment the boys forgot about their prized catch.The sound was perplexing and disquieting and struck fear into their hearts.“It’s coming from.