Christy was still sleeping good, so I worked my fingers over her inner thighs, caressing her soft skin. As my hands worked over her skin, my fingers g...razed over her panty covered pussy. Then working my fingers, pulling her skin gently, making her pink shaved pussy peak from the sides of her thong. I could see the material was wet from her juices too, her pussy glistened in the low light of the room. I couldn't believe how wet she was.I was stroking my cock, feeling her wetness against my finger. "We have lift off!" he muttered under his breath. "Let the games begin."Dan and Paul sat together in Paul's Canary Wharf office discussing the events of the past two weeks."So why don't we interview Casino lady?"Dan looked slightly abashed as he answered."Well, there were two reasons really." Mmm" The first was that I found a couple of names in her flat. I recognised one of them as Vegas Mafiosi, so that slowed me down for a start." And the second?" This is embarassing." I don't care. Tell me.". I hadn't told them what was going to happen next. About thirty minutes later I heard the front door open and close. Mother had her own key. Kate started to get up. I pushed her back down on the bed. "Be still." I told her.It was several minutes of waiting before my naked mother appeared in the bedroom doorway. She had her equally nude husband, my father in tow, pulling him into the room by his hard prick.My Dad Steven's eyes bugged out as he took in the scene of his son flanked by his step. Charles, get her bags," the large, black man ordered to his lackey. Red's pale skin began to brighten; she had no idea why, but she was embarrassed. Her black miniskirt swayed a bit as the final man grabbed her by the arm and dragged her, along with her things, into a small room off to the side of the hallway she'd just stepped into. Inside were several chairs, a metal table bolted to the ground, and a pair of handcuffs linked to a bar set into an indentation in the table."Sit," the larger man.