Tears formed in the corners of her dark eyes. She was rubbing her cheek unconsciously. She looked around and sat heavily in a guest chair. I remained ...standing.“Talk.”She didn’t. But tears were running down her cheeks.“I can’t decide who to go to. New York City Police, that’s obvious. You and Massimino taped Phillip Montgomery without his knowledge. Nor permission. That’s illegal in itself.”Cassandra remained mute, except for snuffling.“I imagine you two would have eventually tried to blackmail. ’ ‘You were right when you told him that he was making points with your mother by suggesting I was your sister, Gwen. That young man was trying to get in good with me to smooth his way with you,’ reasoned Paula. ‘I think you have an admirer, and a darn good looking one at that!’ ‘Mom, you’re reading way too much into this,’ insisted Kate. ‘He may have bad eyesight, or he could be into cougars or something. Do you think a guy that looks like he does would go out of his way to chat up a girl. He floated downjust to the point of being control when Lisa, still staring directly athim (it seemed more like directly into his soul), said with a smile anda seriously mischievous sparkle, "This will feel better than anythingyou've ever experienced and remember."That was the moment she was waiting for. Billy looked back at her and onhis face was, at the same time, a look of sheer terror and sheer bliss.He felt a draft and realized he was somehow completely naked. He didn'thave a clue what was. Mrs. Goodall moaned and shuddered. She squeezed her asshole down hard on my cock. I plowed into her anal sheath so hard, my orgasm building. I wanted to unload more and more of my cum in her.Daniel grunted, his face contorting while I heard Mrs. Goodall swallowing over and over. She drank his cum while I fucked her asshole."You're such a slut, Mrs. Goodall!" I screamed, ramming my dick so hard into her bowels, my hands gripping her asshole.Daniel slumping to the floor, satiated for now. "I'm.