“I’m doing better, thanks. How are Sheila and the kids?” “Great—found out Monday that we have another one on the way.” I smiled appropriately and shook his hand before walking through the door to the detectives’ area. The sheriff’s headquarters was in Reading, but there were a number of substations scattered throughout the county. Fred was the ranking deputy here in Boyertown and even though he had repeatedly indian told me that they took their orders from Reading, I knew that was total bullshit. The deputies here looked up to Fred, following his orders and ideas much more than sunny sam they did with the elected sheriff. Not only was Fred the ranking deputy here, but he had the highest arrest and conviction rate in the entire county. He greeted me warmly when I plopped into the chair in front of his desk. “A little change in plans, Sean. I have to stay in the jail. Troy wants to see me.” “What does he want? A deal?” “Yeah, he’s terrified from what I hear. I guess he wants to tell me something that he thinks will help his case. What could he say? We have everything on DVD.” “Maybe it’s something that happened before the wedding.” “Could be; let’s get going, okay?” We drove in separate cars—out Route 73 to Route 12 heading south. We drove around Reading before turning right onto Route 183. I followed Fred into the lot reserved for deputies and attorneys. I locked everything other than my driver’s license and my keys in the truck’s cab. Again following Fred I emptied my pockets and desi walked through the Bhabhi security area. Fred led me to what he called an interview room where we waited until Lori was brought from her cell. She looked like shit when she was brought in. Her hair was dirty and matted and her orange jumpsuit made her body look lumpy. She was looking down until she was seated. Then she saw me for the first time. “Thank God you’re here, Sean. You have to get me out of here. I Bhabhi can call the Police, have them take you away, or, I can call one of my friends who will see to it that if you are found again, you won't be recognized. I broke the kiss and moaned, “Can you feel the vibrator buzzing away in me?” I knew she had had her asshole fucked and cummed in but desi I also love cum dripping from an asshole. Must be boring with a guy like you." He raised two fingers in a scout’s honor swear, and then crossed his heart. I inspired him to thrust harder and harder, to ram his cock faster and faster into my depths. Her hands were frozen in place, not daring to move, as if in fear that these sensations would stop the moment she moved. "Yeah," Bea said excited "what do you have in mind?" indian she asked, her arousal getting the sam better of her. I just smile. "Are you sue, Mom? But I mustn’t use that name. She stared up at him for a few seconds longer before turning around and walking back into position. "Oh, just school stuff" Cassy said and without meaning to, thought about what the girls said about her stepdad's penis. I gesture to my knee and pull her to sit on it. “Well, what do you know about each one. Ashley’s body began to shudder, her legs flew upward spasming around his head. She was hot, and that glitter... Daisy cried out in pleasure when he pulled her down on him. She looked over at her younger stepbrother and realized that he was becoming quite handsome. Who was doing this? It was a searing pain and she was now weeping when he let them go. Mom said you are better then you know sunny Master, there are master’s that have no clue and fuck up good slaves because they don’t think first, but I see you looking at everything before you even start, I can see you already have a plan and can adjust to it as you go. ‘that’s cool, no worries man. Enjoy your day Maam’