The Chauffeur ( # 34 ) The Aftermath

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

John, Fred, and both CG boys took their guns out of their holsters and ran outside. I hear a yoke of rounds fired off, not certain who fired or if they hit anything.

I looked around and asked if anyone was hurt. I saw blood on Mom and some on Jill and Dakota. I went to each of the ladies, I didn't see any wounding on Mom. I went to both Jill and Dakota, worried that both of my peeress had been hit by gunshot.

Dr. Ronda, at the other end of the table, was checking everyone at the far end of the table. Jennifer was the first one to scream.

"OH, MY GAWD, DAVID, YOU'VE BEEN SHOT,"she says to me. I start to wait at myself but at first, I don't feel anything, nor do I see anything except some line of descent. Dakota points to what she believes is my injury. To me at least, it looks as if the bullet hit my bicep. The blood that was coming out of the combat injury was not causing me painful sensation as my Adrenalin was pumping so fast.

I just sit down on the floor as my brain begins to realize that my body has been hit by a hummer. I keep asking everyone to check themselves and the person next to you for any fastball wounding or any other eccentric of injury from diving to the floor.

lav comes back to the sign of the zodiac first. Jill is already dialing 911 and telling the emergency wheeler dealer that the house was attacked. King John walked the straw man windows and counted 11 bullet holes. He also noticed that two bullets were lodged in the paries behind Paula and Dr. Ronda. The Doctor was using our for the first time aid kit to hold on my bleeding. Dakota and Jill were both holding my handwriting, Dakota 's eyes were filled with bust. Jill was pissed off and wanted to get into her car and chase these by-blow down.

Dr. Ronda kept telling her to calm down, you know, the common thing that makes everyone calm. Yeah, not so much. poor Patrick and dawning, I invite them to our grace meal and they nearly get killed. I just go along apologizing to them. They were overnice enough to severalize me not to worry, but of course of study, I do worry. I worry that maybe Jaxson, Inc. is under onset. First the fervency at the truckage fix in Sacramento and now multiple gunshots through our front window.

While it seemed like an eternity, I hear Siren coming our way. mike Booker, Mark Newberg, Patrick, and Marcus moved all the lady into the kitchen where there were no opportunities for a organize shot from outside our home. Dakota went to our way and her elbow room and fetched both Jill's gun and her own. She took Mom by the hired hand and pulled a chair into the kitchen for Mom to sit on.

As emergency vehicles arrived, Fred and the two CG boys stood safety at our front door. The police force also sent a SWAT unit, but they determined rather quickly that SWAT was not needed.

All the madam were clearly shaken. A couple was crying. Amy was just as pissed as Jill. She left the others and went to her room retrieving her piece. Patrick and Aurora were OK, shaken but OK. The erotica twin and Belinda and Allison were all shaken with the porn twins crying. Allison and Belinda were hugging them and trying to sooth them and calm them down.

Donna came over and sat by me as did Jennifer. Although neither one had their gun, they stayed with me trying to stop my bleeding with a couple of textile napkins and pressure sensation on the wound.

The CG boys let the EMTs enter. Fred took over outdoor and discourse with the police force what happened. They called for their forensic offence unit.

As the EMTs worked on me, they suggested that I go to the hospital. I clearly refused to say that I was not going to desolate my family. Doctor Ronda assured the EMTs that she would stay here with us and keep a personal eye on me. Jill was up and pacing by the front end door, she was really pissed off. She so wanted to go after those guys, but she decided that staying in the house was a better choice for everyone's safety.

I saw Dakota on the phone.

"Who are you talking to Darling ?"I asked.

She just handed me the telephone set. I looked at the caller ID and saw that she had called Roger.

"David, what the Inferno happened. Dakota said that you have lots of bullet holes in your front window,"Roger says to me.

"Well, yeah, we do bear some new ventilation in our front windows. Police are here now. What's the odds that we have this monumental fire, that the Fire department determines is arson, and as we are sitting down to blessing dinner, we end up with about a XII smoke holes in our battlefront window ?"I ask.

Roger says he believes that someone, maybe the Russians were trying to intimidate us or the ship's company. fiddling do they know that they are only setting their own fate should I have anything to do with them.

Bobby and Sammy begin to put all the food back in the oven and on the stove. They collect all the plate and silverware. They do displume out a sleeve of red solo cupful and set out to pour wine for everyone in the kitchen trying to get masses to settle down.

A enceinte man named Julius McKenzie, a Sargent of the police comes into the house to utter to us. He starts with me asking dubiousness about if any of us saw the automobile or the shooters. I pointed to our security system. He just smiled.

Amy played the certificate back for Sargent McKenzie. They got clear facial injection of the drivers of both cars, they had license tags of both cars and they had the video of the shooters firing multiple gunfire at the battlefront of the house. Sargent McKenzie put out an APB for the cars. As he was speaking to others inside the kitchen, Sargent McKenzie took a call over his walkie talking picture that both machine were spotted near business district and Police were circling to consider them down.

bathroom came back into the house and came over to look into on me first. I told him to go to Diane, as she is probably all shook up. He does as I suggest and goes over to her. He puts his arms around her and pulls her in tightly to him assuring her that everything will be alright.

Every so often, I apologize to Patrick and break of the day again. I feel so damn bad that they showed up for what was supposed to be a delightful meal and ended up in a shooting at our home. They both were cool about the whole thing, but I felt like shit.

About 45 minutes after the first of the police arrived, news crew began to arrive as word was out that our home was fired upon. Fred took both of his nephews and walked to the gate entrance and poked the buttons to conclude the gates leaving the press outside of the court. Several of them took Fred's picture as he directed them to leave the property. A couple of proceedings later, two intelligence whirlybird were hovering overhead shooting live pictures of our court.

John Lackland gave the copy of the security video to Sargent McKenzie, but there was a copy still on the hard drive of the computer so we could reckon at it later.

The porn twins and Belinda decide to head to their pool domicile. Allison stays in the kitchen with everyone else. The police were extracting bullets from the wall in the living elbow room and the two that buzzed past us over the dining room tabular array. They also extracted the one that hit me in the bicep. That one stung a bit as the adrenaline had worn off by then. The EMTs were cool down about letting Dr. Ronda handle me and my wound. She extracted the bullet and sewed me up and put a turgid patch on my left bicep covering the stitches that she put in my arm. She also gave me a gravid pellet of morphine to assist with the pain. It didn't take long before I was as loco as Jill was the nighttime of her accident in the ER.

Both Jill and Amy were still pissed. I could see them pacing. I tried my honorable to ask them to calm down but asking that was about as helpful as telling an souse not to salute the rum.

Mom got up from her hot seat and came over to me. By this fourth dimension, I was apologizing to practically everyone for ruining their grace. Mom looked me in the eyes and told me to just be quiet. Fred was coordinating matter with the constabulary. Saint John stood at our front man door, although his gun was holstered now. I felt safer seeing him stand there. It was probably just the morphia making me call back that way.

I apologized to Kim and Kay. They laughed a bit saying that they now had the best Thanksgiving story ever. I just giggled at that program line, clearly, the morphia was having its way with my brain. Jill finally settled down a bit and sat on the storey next to me. She put her arms around me and kissed me. I wanted to buss her more and do ‘ early'matter, but she playfully slapped my hand and told me to behave.

Maddie, BJ, and Danni were all having solo cups of wine-colored, the Cierra wine. Bobby and Sammy kept asking if they could fix a plate for anyone. No one was hungry at that moment. I do remember Sammy telling all of us that he made several pies and they are in the electric refrigerator in the big kitchen. Marcus got up and went to go feeling at them. He came back several minutes later telling us that he saw a cherry pie, two Dutch apple so-and-so Proto-Indo European, a pumpkin pie, a pecan pie, and two chocolate mousse pies and a lemon meringue pie. He also told us that he saw several different types of cookies, but former than drinking chocolate chip he couldn't remember any of the flavors.

Sammy just laughed at him saying,"Why didn't you just ask me, I would feature told you what I made,"various of the ladies giggled at his answer.

CHAPTER 2

It took nearly four time of day before all the Police investigation was complete. They got the two cars that were on our security telecasting, but the perpetrators had gotten away. The offense forensic whole was headed over to the two railroad car to be dusted for fingermark as in the video no one was wearing gloves.

Patrick and Aurora asked the police if they could go home. The Police offered to take them home, but they refused to say that their car was in our courtyard. Once again, I apologized, not very coherently but I apologized again.

They were escorted out to their car. They got in and left. Mark Newberg collected Kim and Kay and took them back to their apartment.

I saw that Jennifer was sad. I knew it was because the shooting screwed up her opportunity to maybe have a nice give-and-take with St. Patrick. I just kept apologizing to Jennifer for screwing up her Thanksgiving. She too told me to just shush.

mike booker asked if anyone needed a ride anywhere as he was headed across town. No one took him up on his offer. He just left, after again I apologized for ruining his Thanksgiving.

Maddie, BJ, and Danni all went down the hall and landed in a bedroom. Again, I apologized but they just ignored me. I guess that the morphine was making me even more worried that I had ruined everyone's Thanksgiving holiday.

By this meter of the even, we were down to 18 multitude including me. I was still sitting on the flooring of the formal dining elbow room. Hunger was now beginning to take over my opinion. I asked John if he was thirsty and he told me that he was.

I asked Sammy if they could make John and I shell of nutrient to eat. They gladly made me a plate with roast beef, turkey, some sliced ham, green bean plant casserole, and mashed potatoes and gravy. When John saw the home plate that they made me he asked for the exact Lapp plate that I got. As the plates were being made, a twosome of the ma'am, including Diane, Dakota, Jill, and Amy all asked for home plate of food for thought. Bobby and Sammy were now smiling as I was trying to gormandise food into my rima oris as fast as I could.

St. John the Apostle was eating even faster than me. He finished in just a couple of proceedings. Taking his collection plate over to Bobby, he asked for more AFTER the ma'am all got their nutrient. Since Sammy was making the plate for the madam, Bobby put several slicing of roast beef, two Republic of Turkey legs, and three slices of ham on Saint John's plate. No vegetable, but a enceinte blob of mashed white potato and sight of gravy. John was licking his backtalk before he even got a raciness of the second plate.

By now, Jennifer was hungry as well and asked if Sammy could draw her a plate also. Of course, he obliged making Jennifer grinning, the first smiling since the shooting.

Mom asked for just a small plate as her stomach was still upset with all the kerfuffle that we had today. Bobby gave her a nice helping of mashed potatoes telling her that the spud will soak up much of the belly pane. She thanked him for taking forethought of all of us.

I asked the CG boys to check and see if any of the constabulary were athirst. They all thanked us but declined. The CG boys came into the house, locking the front door and heading into the kitchen. Bobby and Sammy made each of them a plate of food, then made themselves a plate. We all just sat around, no one really saying anything.

John sat down on the flooring at Diane's metrical unit. She caressed his articulatio humeri telling him how she felt so safe with him by her side. I just smiled, what the heck else could I do ? Dr. Ronda gave me another dead reckoning of morphine and I was just out of my nous with absurdity. Everyone seemed to be laughing with me, but upon further mentation maybe it was laughing AT me.

At some breaker point, I began to find everything good story to me. I saw Dakota and Diane both giggling at me. I knew that the morphia was having its way with my brain.

Fred, his nephews and Saint John all discussed taking turning watching over the house. They checked the plunk for gate qualification for sure to add a lock to it ensuring that the ladies in the pool home plate were safe. John took the low sentinel. They all agreed to choose vigil in three-hour increments.

At some power point, the morphine did what it was supposed to do, it relaxed me enough that I fell asleep sitting on the floor next to the dining way board. No one tried to wake me, but a twosome of the guy rope, I'm not sure who, got me up and took me to my bedroom.

I was out like a light. I felt two charwoman get into bed with me at some percentage point. I was able to open one eye and see Jennifer all snuggled up to me. The one behind me felt like Dakota, but I was too drugged up to even move.

It wasn't until the next morning that I woke up. Jennifer was wrapped around me. I rolled over the dear I could and saw Dakota snuggled up to me. A bit lost, I tried my best to sit up as I had to pee. It took several minutes but finally, I was able to sit up. I scooched off the bed and headed into the bathroom.

I was very wobbly legged, but I did manage to get into the shower. However, once in there I realized that I had forgotten to take aim off my shorts and tee shirt. The shorts were easy to take, the tee shirt, not so much. Because of the heavy bandage on my go forth bicep lifting my weapon over my pass proved to be difficult….and irritating as the morphia had worn off.

Dakota came into the can. Apparently, my disunite endeavour to get out of bed woke her.

"Here, let me help oneself you, dada,"Dakota said to me.

I ended up sitting on the toilet sump countertop. Dakota tried to take my tee shirt off me, but I was up too high for her to get my shirt off. She asked me to take her mitt and she pulled me back out to the bedchamber and sat me down in Jill's composition hot seat. That was the right elevation to be able-bodied to remove the tee shirt off me. She had me purloin my arms up as high school as I could without too much pain. She first took the right arm off, then took my head out of the tee shirt. She moved very carefully taking extra care in taking the tee shirt off my left arm.

Once she was finally able to remove it, she looked around for something plastic to cover the bandage and not allow it to get wet. She told me to just sit still, she had an idea of what to use. She trotted out of the bedroom. I just sat there looking at how beautiful Jennifer was, still sleeping in my bed. That got me to thinking where Jill might be.

Of course, I got up and stumbled over to the bedroom doorway. I opened it and began to take the air down the hallway. As I reached the life room, I saw the bullet holes through the figurehead windows, my creative thinker immediately flashed back to yesterday and the terrifying events.

"Daddy, I thought I told you to stay in Jill's makeup chair. What the heck are you doing out here ?"Dakota scolded me.

I just kept walking towards the dining elbow room table, which was all cleaned off. Fred came over to me asking how I was doing.

"Sir, is there anything I can get you ? Do you want anything ?"Fred asked.

"Um, where's Jill ?"

"She's sleeping on one of the couches in the TV elbow room. Would you like me to get her ?"he asked.

I didn't respond, I just stumbled out to the TV way and found my Jilly. I sat down on the edge of the couch and kissed her. She opened one eye and looked at me.

"Darling, why are you out of bed. Didn't Dr. Ronda tell you that you need to rest for a match of daytime ?"Jill said to me.

"Dakota's trying to help me take a cascade,"was all that I could manage to say.

Jill sat up. Dakota came over to me and put my left arm through this plastic newspaper bag and put a couple of strips of duct tape around it to carry it in place.

Dr. Ronda was sleeping on the other couch and she woke. She got up, grabbed her nigrify Doctor of the Church bag and began checking me out. So, here I sat in the TV way, completely naked. Dakota was trying to make my arm covered and condom for my shower. Dr. Ronda was taking my temperature, blood imperativeness, and gently poking the bandage to get sure it was fine. When she poked one particular spot I jumped.

"Hey ! That hurts,"I said to her causing Dakota to giggle.

As Dr. Ronda was checking me over, my cock began to shake up. All these beautiful char touching me and being around me just got my manhood make to play.

Dr. Ronda was the first to joke about me,"Good affair the bullet hit your arm or there would be much more crying in this house,"

Dakota added,"wellspring the arm is not as needed as his wonderful cock is,"

Jill finished with,"Well, maybe we should give birth his dick bronzed then,"

All three of the gentlewoman were giggling.

"Saint David, you need to settle down. Getting hard during my blood pressure sensation check is making the numbers all wacko."She says to me.

"fountainhead, you certainly know how to cook me settle down,"I say to her looking into her beautiful eyes.

Before Ronda could even do anything, Dakota, who as usual was wearing no scanty just one of my Theodore Harold White tee shirts impaled herself on my intemperate cock. She began to shake back and Forth River. Jill just laughed and said,"Damn Dakota when are you NOT ready to fuck Saint David ?"This caused Dakota to just giggle.

I was truly enjoying her body riding my hard rooster. I could feel her dead body drum roll through some diminished climax. I felt the wetness covering my cock and balls from Dakota's sweet pussy.

I wrapped my right arm around her and pulled her into me tightly. She began to increase her piece of tail of me. I just laid my body back against the cover shock absorber of the couch as Dakota was now fucking me with passion and purpose. It didn't take all that farsighted before she reached a large orgasm,"OH GAWD DADDY, I LOVE WHEN YOU'RE INSIDE OF ME. YOU MAKE ME CUM SO HARD daddy. I LOVE YOU !"She says as I feel her pussy spasm on my dick and sense her wetness continue to cake my cock and balls.

In just a few consequence, a second great orgasm ravaged her lithe consistence."OH, GAWD DADDY, I'M CUMMING. OH GAWD, I'M CUMMING SO HARD,"she said before her lips met mine in a passionate kiss.

Dr. Ronda spoke up in a titter voice,"Um, Dakota, you not helping his line air pressure to go down at all, not one little bit,"making Jill laugh out loud.

I just kept looking at Ronda, wondering if she really would have made a baby with me. She is beautiful, she is overbold, she has a natural beauty that needs no physical composition. All she would have to do is ask me and I would most certainly put a baby into her, but I know that she isn't ready for that. She's way too busy being a marvellous doctor with many patients and having a baby would just rarify matter in her life now.

As I'm enjoying Dakota having her way with me, Danni comes out and giggles saying,"Hey, can I get some of that too ?"Jill responds that she's got way too many clothes on to get ‘ some of that ’. Danni sheds her clothes in just a few seconds. Jill reaches over and twist on Dakota's arm indicating that Dakota has already cum multiple times, and it is time to part. Dakota puts on her cute pouty typeface but unplugs herself from my cock. She was barely off me before Danni pounced on my tool. This caused both Jill and Dr. Ronda to express mirth out loud.

Ronda went on to say,"Maybe I should start selling roll in the hay David tag. We'd all be millionaires rather quickly,"she said laughing. This caused Jill to express joy as well. Dakota giggled and Danni's eyes were rolling to the back of her mind as she was bouncing up and down on my hard manhood.

I could feel her getting my putz and Lucille Ball wet. She was really cumming repeatedly on me. I noticed that her breathing changed. I hear Dakota say quietly,"Here she goes,"giggling a bit.

And then it happened, Danni went completely wilted falling forward onto my dresser. Jill laughed, Dakota laughed. Dr. Ronda apparently had never seen this happen with me. She started to go over to match on Danni, but before she got to Danni Jill just slapped her across the brass. This made Danni take a huge gulp of air. She came back to awareness. She knew what had happened.

"Oh, my gawd, it happened again didn't it ?"She asked the room.

"Yep, you're a two-time fellow member of the club, you slut,"Dakota said smiling and giggling.

"The club ?"Dr. Ronda asked.

Jill took the time to explain to Ronda that I apparently have a natural natural endowment to make some women orgasm so heavy that they pass out. It takes a slap across the boldness to bring them back to consciousness. Jill suspects that it is because many women begin to hold their breath during an coming and thus with the dead body orgasming and the little girl holding her breath the two particular make the lady pass out or go unconscious.

Dr. Ronda was intrigued.

"Energy this happen to every girl you fuck David ?"She asked.

"No, not at all. Usually, the younger ladies seem to respond to me more this way than noblewoman over the age of well, I would say 30,"I tell her.

"This is interesting. I've heard about this but have never seen it springy and in person,"she says.

Jill pipes up and says,"Well Tina was the original member of the baseball club, and at this stage, she is the only 6-time member. Dakota has gone twice and now Danni has gone twice, but I think that Amy may be a three-time gal,"Jill tells Ronda.

I ask,"Tina is a 6-time gal ? I had lost running,"I say to Jill.

Danni stays with her chief on my breast.

I ask, smiling the whole time,"Do I get to cum or should I select care of myself ?"

Danni goes back to fucking me surd. She is bouncing herself up and down on me. In my fountainhead, I thought about BJ's statement that I would ‘ toss her aside'to make love Danni. It kind of made me a bit sad thinking about being a 2d choice to mass. Although Danni was cunning and very sexual, I found BJ to have much more dish to her than Danni. BJ didn't need any makeup to look gorgeous, however, she didn't see herself in that manner.

Danni is really bouncing up and down on my stopcock punishing, but I'm not getting there. I don't know why, but I'm just not feeling like Danni will get me to my orgasm.

I pull Dr. Ronda over to me and whisper in her ear,"Please fuck me,"smiling as I whisper that to her.

"David, you want me when you have a beautiful cleaning lady riding you laborious ?"Ronda whispers in my ear.

I just nod yes. She shakes her head, as if in amazement, and begins to shed her apparel. When she is defenseless, Dakota pulls on Danni's arm and asks her to let Ronda have got a turn with me. She doesn't even argue, she just removes herself from my manhood. I kiss her as she gets off me, thanking her for the ride.

Ronda slowly gets on my cock. I feel her tight pussy gently adjust as she slowly puts herself onto my cock. It takes her a duad of bit to have me fully inside of her. I grab her gently by the hips and roll her onto her back. I begin to push up into her. She is moaning as she feels my cock go into her fully then go back out until just the tip of my cock remains inside of her pussy.

I must lean near of my weight on my right-hand arm as putting weight on my left arm gave me some wincing pain. I went slowly in and out of Ronda. Her eyes never left mine as we fucked more like devotee than booster. I took my time and kissed her neck and nibbled on her ear. She moaned into my ear telling me how much she loves me.

I feel her soundbox spasming over and over underneath me. I sit back on my knees and lift each ankle over my berm, although using my exit arm to lift her ankle joint was a bit more hard than I anticipated.

Once they were over my articulatio humeri, I began to push myself as deep into her as I could get. I felt the tip of my dick movement past her cervix. This caused her to moan loudly and achieve her starting time with child orgasm.

"OH GAWD St. David, I LOVE YOU SO often. YOU ARE SUCH THE WONDERFUL devotee. YOU MAKE ME CUM SO MANY TIMES. GAWD St. David, I LOVE YOU,"She says to me.

I just go on pushing myself as mystifying into her as I can possibly get. Each time I feel my cock pushing past her uterine cervix, I hold it there for a couple of second. I know that if I'm that deep into her when I cum, it will make her induce one long continuous orgasm as we've been through this before.

I keep thrusting into her. She keeps having orgasm after orgasm. Finally, I feel that twinge in my balls that tells me I'm approaching my own orgasm. I pick up my pace of thrusting into Ronda.

"Darling, I'M ABOUT TO CUM IN YOU. YOU FEEL SO WONDERFUL TO ME. I LOVE YOU TOO,"I say to her just before I thrust as deep into her as I can get shooting all of myself into her womb directly.

"OH, FUCK ME DAVID, I FEEL YOU SHOOTING SO DEEP INTO ME. I LOVE YOU, I REALLY FUCKING LOVE YOU. NO ONE EVER shuffling ME FEEL THIS WONDERFUL, reach ME ALL YOU HAVE MY pet,"she says without breaking eye middleman with me.

I lean into her and buss her deeply and passionately. I kiss her nose, I kiss each cheek and I put my brim back onto her brim and our tongues begin the dance of love.

After what felt like quite a long time of cumming into Ronda, Jill leaned down and said to Ronda,"If you aren't on parturition control, he just put a infant into you,"smiling as she said that.

Ronda didn't respond, which confused me.

"Ronda, are you OK ?"I asked.

"Oh, I'm more than than OK. I love you, David Graham Greene. You always draw me find so make love, no thing how many ladies are having their way with you, you always seem to establish me palpate like I am your but lover. No one in my entire aliveness has made me feel that way,"Ronda says to me in a very serious tone. I kiss her again, as passionately as I can possibly buss her. It takes several minutes before my cock begins to deflate and Ronda unplugs herself from me. She kisses me again as she is getting up from underneath me.

CHAPTER 3

As I sit on the floor, Ronda is still breathing very large. I felt my tool and balls being very wet. Ronda jokes about not having to train my rakehell pressure now because she felt it would be a very high reading and then giggled about that joke.

I find it funny that all these women have circled around me. I mean, when I was younger, before I got married the low time, I wasn't all that much of a lady's man. I dated a few, and I even had a couple that I could go to just for sex, but null like what my life is right now. Of course, being a multi-millionaire might help oneself as well along with a 28,000 square understructure house.

Jill moved her human foot so I could sit on the sofa. Dr. Ronda put her clothes back on and went back to checking my bandage to wee-wee surely it was taut and secure.

Dakota went back to trying to put the charge card bag over my bandage to preserve it dry during the shower that I was sure Dakota was going to link me in doing. I just sit on the cast looking at all the beautiful cleaning lady in my life knowing that I love each one, well maybe not Danni just yet, but I could see her being a long-run contribution of the playgroup.

When Dakota had my arm fully covered, she got me up and walked me back down the hall to my bedchamber. When we opened the door, I heard the exhibitioner already running. I saw that my bed was empty and figured that Jennifer was in the shower.

I just walked into the bathroom, and sure enough, Jennifer was in my shower.

"Come to join me, lover ?"Jennifer asked.

I opened the door and entered the shower bath. Jennifer gently touched my charge card covered bandage.

"Dakota did a good job covering your bandage,"she said to me.

"How do you cognize Dakota did this ?"I asked.

"Tell me, who else takes as unspoiled a care of you other than Dakota ?"she says.

"Well, as common, you are correct my dear,"I tell her before I kiss her.

She responds to my osculation, parting her lips and putting her spit into my mouth. I put my right arm around her. She puts both of her implements of war around me. We stand like that underneath the hot water necking and holding each other. Again, I am fascinated by the making love that all these ladies show me. I gently push her back against the wall.

"Darling, I hope you know that I love both you and your son,"I say to her in a serious tone.

"Yes, my lamb, you have no idea how very much that means to me. You take great attention of me and you have made my son into a wonderful man,"she says before she puts her brim back on mine.

I feel her hired man Menachem Begin to stroke my cock. It doesn't take but a couple of cerebrovascular accident to make me severe yet again.

"Lover, when we get out of the shower, I want you to establish love to me, please,"she says.

"You know that I'll do pretty much anything you ask of me,"I say before I kiss her yet again.

She takes the shampoo and washes my hair. Then she takes the soap and soaps up my intact body, paying attention to my now severely putz. She strokes me multiple times with my cock and balls all soaped up. I look at her, again, I am so enamored with the beautiful women that surround me.

She gently puts me underneath the showerhead rinsing all the soap and shampoo off my organic structure. She even turns me around and washes my back. As she rinses my back off, she puts her arms around me and just holds me from behind. It feels just wondrous being held. I caress her arms and men that are tightly holding me. I make my turn in her weapons system and buss her hard and passionately.

"I was worried that you or well, anyone might have gotten hurt end nighttime,"I tell her. She just puts a finger to my lips wanting me to hush up and not talk about last night.

I do as she wants and stop talking. It does feel nice the hot water cascading over my body. Jennifer's consistence touching me, washing me, kissing me. We stand there in the cascade just kissing. I'm not sure how recollective we stood there, but it was long enough to throw my hired man and feet all pruny.

After several minute, I reach over and plow the piss off. Jennifer steps out of the exhibitioner first and snaffle two towels. She hands one to me. I step out of the exhibitor and she begins to dry my eubstance off. I, in bout, start to dry her trunk, her beautiful eubstance. It takes several minutes before we are both dry. Jennifer again paid attention to my hard cock, making sure it was completely dry. She took both towels tossed onto the countertop and took me by the manus back into my bedroom. She climbed onto one of the maneuver beds. I just followed her onto the bed.

We started by a passionate embrace of each other, putting our back talk on one another smooching as two people in lovemaking would osculate. I put my right arm around her pulling her tightly into me. She reached down and began stroking my hard cock and tickling my balls.

I didn't pass any clock time playing with her beautiful chest, I just began to figure out her neck and piece on her ear. I heard her moaning as I was licking and nibbling. She kept stroking my cock. Finally, she grasped ahold of it and pulled me towards her pussy. I rolled up on top of her and gently pushed myself into her. She responded by declaring her love for me repeatedly as I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock.

I slowly and gently shove into her. We went like that for various transactions. At some compass point, I began to increase my thrusting into her. She responded by pulling her articulatio genus up next to her pinna, her cute ears.

I just kept pushing my manhood as thick into her as I could possibly get. I heard her moaning over and over declaring her love for me, which I did for her as well. While we were making love, toilet and Diane walked in on us. Diane grabbed whoremaster's arm and walked him right back out of the room. He didn't fuss, he didn't aim, he just complied and left. Although I did see a rye grin cross his back talk as he turned around to leave the room.

Jennifer and I spent Sir Thomas More than an hour making love life. I told her over and over how much she means to me. I kissed her profusely and as we finished up with our making love, I pulled her tightly to me. She snuggled her head into my chest. It wasn't very long before I heard her breathing change as she drifted off to kip. I wasn't even close to being tired. I laid there for many more hour then slowly and gently got up and out of bed. This time, I decided to put a pair of shorts on and while it took a couple of additional minutes, I managed to get a white tee shirt on as well.

I left the bedroom, with my beautiful Jennifer sleeping in one of the play beds. I went back down the hallway to feel my visitant toilet and Diane in the kitchen. John, of course, was waiting for Bobby to wangle him some food. The solid food smelled wonderful, I asked Bobby if he could heat up me up some of what John was having.

"Do you want it on lettuce, a bun, a roll, or just on your plate ?"he asked.

"Huh ? What the heck is he having ?"

"He's having a roast kick sub with blended cheese and mushroom and sweet onions,"Bobby tells me.

"Oh, so basically a steak sandwich, but with roast beef instead of steak,"I reply.

"Exactly,"

"Then, put mine on a hoagie roll as well, but add yellow mustard to the roll please,"I say to Bobby. He begins to make the sandwich as I have asked. I look at Diane, she is eating a salad and has a bottle of water, which makes me smiling seeing her eat like that.

"I noticed that no one went out to Black Friday sales,"I say to the room.

"Well, you're not quite accurate. BJ, Allison, Amy, and Donna all went out shopping,"Diane tells me.

"WOW, really ?"I say completely storm.

My header begins to make up a list of what to get everyone for Christmas. In my head, I also wanted to get Tina something and just send it to her with a personal banknote from Jill an I.

I knew immediately what I wanted to get John. I had a pretty good idea on what to get Jill, but after that the estimation were slight. I decided that I needed to open an app on my earphone to list what I want to get for everyone for Christmas.

In my head, I thought of getting everyone a bulletproof undershirt, but that sounded funnier in my head than I was sure it wouldn't go over very well.

As Bobby puts Saint John the Apostle's plate in front of him, he tells me that mine is just here and now away. I smile and actualise just how hungry I am.

I sat down at the kitchen mesa, Jennifer came out of the hallway and sat on my lap, giving me a kiss. I see St. John smiling from ear to ear. Diane was also smiling her big beautiful smile as well, seeing Jennifer sitting on my lap.

I remember the very first base time I met Jennifer, thinking to myself how incredibly beautiful she was. Emerald park eyes, auburn fuzz and a physical structure that would block up anyone to look at her. She's smart, she beautiful, and she's dedicated. And, I loved making love to her just a few minutes ago. Of track, Dr. Ronda and I had a wonderful time as well. Jill's comment about IF Dr. Ronda didn't take her parentage controller pills puzzled me, was she just being precious or was she serious ? hypothesis I'll just have to expect and see what happens.

Bobby puts a plate full of hot intellectual nourishment in front of me. They start putting plates of food in front of several masses, smiling the whole time. Diane and John get up and bug out pouring to a greater extent of the Cierra wine-colored into red solo cup that they see scattered around. John had the nursing bottle in one hand and the other bridge player had a big musical composition of his roast beef sandwich. He would teem some wine, then take a sting of sandwich.

I've become fond of bathroom and proud of him. He has shown great maturity. He is learning from Dakota. He keeps his mouth shut and takes notes in his assistant's book. He takes care of Diane first, getting her food, giving her big clinch, and last night ensuring that she was OK and calmed her blue. Everyone sees the change in maturity in John. He even says ‘ Ma'am'to Dakota when she directs him to do something, which makes her grin every time.

I glance at the clock and see that it is midafternoon. I ask the room if anyone has heard from the peeress who are shopping. Of course, my darling Dakota has heard from them. They have finished shopping for today and are heading domicile. They took Dakota's BMW so they would have something comfortable to ride in, plus after the incident finally night, that car had the functionality to get away should they take to escape some bad guys.

I decided to go up to my berth and get on the laptop for a bit. Oddly, as I passed a unopen door, I heard an orgasmic peak. I pushed the door open quietly to see Danni and one of the CG boys going at it. Danni was on all fours and the CG boy was pounding her mean little ebony pussy from nates. She was taking all that he was pounding into her. I just stood there being a peeper for a couple of minutes. Finally, the CG boy saw me and just smiled. I smiled back and turned around and left. As I reached my office door, Danni erupted in yet another orgasm announcing,"OH MY GAWD, I'M CUMMING, FUCK ME, I'M CUMMING,"she said loudly.

When the CG boy hit his orgasmic peak he just grunted.

I turned on my laptop. Once again there were over 1500 e-mail. I scanned through looking for multiple email of the same topic. I eliminated each one except for the last one of the serial publication, that took out 640. I scanned through looking for ace that needed immediate read and respond. The first of all one I got to was Roger's summary of the trucking party firing. He said that he expected a full-of-the-moon story from the fire-raising detective in the side by side week or so. He also said that although the news show was reporting that the fervency was out, it really wasn't. It has several hot spots that they need to keep putting both fire retardant and water on to preserve them at a minimum. I thanked him for the entropy and requested that he re-create me on the fire-raising report when he gets it.

Unexpectedly, I received a dessert email from Tina. She said that she misses all of us, specifically me. She is at Arizona province University trying to finish up her AA degree in occupation. She said that her Mom is much happier now that she is there with her. She wanted to thank Jill, Dakota, and myself for taking such good care of her. She asked that if we were heading to Lone-Star State maybe we might stop in Arizona to see her and her Mom.

I felt my eyes get profound with rip as I missed her very a good deal but was so glad that she wasn't here yesterday. I sent her a response to her e-mail telling her that all three of us miss her greatly. I told her about how much can has matured. I also reminded her that we bought the extended warranty on her BMW and to produce sure she uses it. I told her that I loved her and missed her and at some point, we will arrest in unexpectedly to visit with her.

I worked on my laptop for nearly three time of day, before my shopping quadruplet came hunting for me. I thought about Donna's car. It really wasn't all that skillful, maybe I need to buy her a car. BJ and Allison also have hooptie-mobiles. Only Amy has a becoming car, not nifty but decent.

Allison came over to me and asked how I was feeling. I told her that I was tired as I had been up in this post for a duad of hours. She invited me to hail back downstairs and bring together everyone. Donna came over and just sat on my lap. She kissed me and told me that I needed to get my beautiful ass downstairs as everyone is missing me. Each of the ladies came over to me and kissed me tugging on my white tee shirt to get me to get off my laptop. Finally, I succumbed to their wily agency and shut my laptop computer off. BJ was tugging at my shorts, Donna at my tee shirt, Allison was holding my helping hand, and Amy, well she was pushing me from behind, grabbing a handful of my ass when she felt like doing so.

I was smiling all the way down the hall, down the stairs, and into the kitchen. Several of the gentlewoman came over to me and kissed me passionately. Of course, I returned their kiss with an equal amount of passion.

I saw Mom and Fred sitting at the dining way table just having coffee and talking. I decided that I would join them.

"Hey, you two, is everything OK ?"I ask.

Mom answers first,"well it could be well,"she says with a smile.

"Um, what would make it bettor ?"I ask.

"You joining us in the bedchamber. I haven't had you in quite a while and I think Fred is leave to ploughshare me. What do you say, Fred, are you uncoerced to portion me ?"She says smiling at Fred.

"Of line, my dearest, your request is my demand. If you would like David to join us, I'm all for it. You know me and how I feel about you,"Fred says.

I glance down at Fred who is tenting his own shortstop.

"Lead the way,"I say to them.

Mom gets up and clout Fred by the arm to unite her. I follow them. I see a couple of pouty faces from Dakota and Amy as I follow Fred and Mom. Jennifer and Ronda are both smiling.

I follow them to Mom's door. She pushes it out-of-doors. I follow them into her room. I had not seen her room since she moved in. I had always tried to collapse her, her own infinite and not step in at all.

As I enter Mom's sleeping room, I am taken by Mom's paw and walked over to her play bed. She points to the bed and I climb on. She follows me and Fred follows her. She lays on her back tugging at my concentrated cock through my shorts. I slide my shorts off and range on top of her positioning my hard tool at the entrance to her sex. Fred meanwhile, slides up and commit his knockout rooster at her sassing, which she gladly theatrical role and begins to solve and lactate Fred.

I push my severe stopcock into Mom slowly, stopping every few inch to give up her delicious pussy to adjust to my size. Mom wraps her pegleg around my back and twist me all the way into her delicious wet velvety pussy. I hear her moan loudly as I begin to hurl in and out of her. As I'm fucking her, she's trying to maintain sucking Fred off to completion.

Fred is gently thrusting himself into her pharynx passing her uvula and all the way into her pharynx, which she swallows hard to accommodate him. Meanwhile, I am thrusting myself into Mom at an increase pace. Mom is now moaning with Fred's prick in her sassing and my cock pushing deep into her puss. She is cumming all over my dick and balls. She is cumming so practically that I feel the cum dripping off my balls onto the bed.

Mom removes Fred's prick from her oral cavity to say,"OH GAWD DAMN, I'VE GOT MY FAVORITE TWO MEN DOING WHAT THEY DO TO AN OLD charwoman the like ME. I LOVE BOTH OF YOU. YOU MAKE ME CUM SO HARD, SO VERY, VERY, HARD, LIKE NOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWW,"Mom says to Fred and me.

I smile at Fred. It doesn't take him very long and he announces his own orgasm into Mom's accepting mouth.

"darn MOM, I LOVE YOU SO very much, here I CUM MY pet,"I say as I shoot what feels like an enormous sum of cum into Mom. I keep my thrusting until my dick begins to puncture. I lean into Mom and kiss her hard. She kisses me back just as arduous and puts her tongue into my mouth. We kiss for several minutes. Fred begins licking and sucking on Mom's boobs. I roll off her, pass over myself off and put my boxershorts back on. Mom thanks me for joining them and I head out of the bedroom.

As I leave Mom's bedchamber, I am cornered by Ronda and Jennifer who literally drag me into my own bedroom.

"C'mon tiger, we both want a shot at you. I want your knife to puzzle out my pussy fairly,"Ronda says to me. Jennifer says,"I want you to shoot all you have into my pussycat as you did earlier,"looking directly into my eyes and giving me a wink.

As they pull me into my own bedroom, Jennifer leads me to one of the gambol layer and pearl my boxershorts so that I'm raw once again. She pushes me back onto the bed. Ronda as swift as a cat, mount onto the bed and positions her pussy over my case and lowers it slowly. I take a wonderful deep exhilarating breath of her womanhood before I begin to figure out and suck on her labia and clit. I dart my glossa in and out of her sex causing her to cum in just a brace of second of my licking her unfermented tasty pussy.

I feel a brace of lips on my tool lacing and sucking to get me fully hard once again. She is moaning and telling me that Mom tastes luscious on my cock. I just smile and keep licking and sucking Ronda. Jennifer has me severely in just a couple of moment. I feel her riding horse me and begin to rock back and Forth allowing my pecker to go as deep into her as it will reach.

"OH, MY GAWD DAVID, I'M CUMMING SO HARD FROM YOUR WONDERFUL natural language. I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS, BUT YOU shuffle ME CUM OVER AND OVER. I LOVE YOU Saint David,"she says as her body splashes my face with a copious amount of woman juice.

As I am lapping up Ronda's cum, I feel Jennifer's physical structure start to spasm on my peter. She hits a large orgasm as well saying,"David, WE BOTH LOVE YOU FOR WHAT YOU MAKE OUR BODIES DO. I AM CUMMING SO HARD, CAN YOU FEEL ME CUMMING ON YOUR hammer, YOUR BEAUTIFUL COCK,"She says as her body shakes on top of me.

Both of my peeress are cumming together and I love both, for basically the same reason, they love me.

Ronda and Jennifer roll through orgasm number two, then figure three and finally number four. As each of them comes down from identification number four, they both collapse onto me. Jennifer unplugs herself from my cock and Ronda rolls off my font. They both are laying alongside of me with their faces on my chest kissing each former. Ronda reaches down and pulls two fingers of um out of Jennifer's pussycat and puts them into her own mouth.

I just lay there and enjoy their buss and soft wonderful bodies against my own.

CHAPTER 4

As they both begin to drift off to sleep, I get up and head word to the bathroom to take a exhibitioner since I now have three women's sex juice on me. I step into the cascade and turn on the delightful hot water system and let it cascade down over my body. I shampoo my hair and scrub my body with soap.

Once I am done, I turn off the water and step out drying myself off. I put on yet another set of short and a white tee shirt.

I unplug my phone from the charger and see that I have missed two cry from Special Agent Fernandez. I dial him back up.

"Hey there agent, I see that I missed two of your telephone calls to me,"I say to him.

"Oh, hey David. Yeah, I was calling to tell you that we have a effective estimation who started the fire at your truckage caller readiness. We are sure that it is family penis of the Russian brothers that you helped us admit down,"he tells me.

"What about the shooting at my home on Thursday night ?"I ask.

"What shooting ?"he asks.

"Well, we had two railroad car of guys shoot into the home Thursday. They fired about a dozen shots through the front windows. Thankfully, I was the only if one who got hit. I took a bullet into my left hand bicep,"I tell him.

"St. David, I had no idea of that happening. No one from City police force sent me anything. Do you know who is handling the investigation ?"He asks me.

"Um, hold on a moment, it's John Singer Sargent McKenzie. He had SWAT here at first, but they decided that SWAT was not needed. I gave them a DVD from our security system of the two cars and the citizenry who caused the issue,"I tell him.

"David, I'm sorry, but I have had nothing sent to me regarding a shooting at your family,"the agent says to me.

"fountainhead, the sensitive sure knew. They camped out in presence of my entranceway for 24 hours. They also had two news chopper hovering over caput for a couplet of hours,"I tell Fernandez.

"And you believe that it is the same Russian brothers'family line ?"He asks.

"I have no approximation, I am just assuming it was them,"I say.

"David, I'll call this John Singer Sargent McKenzie and get a transcript of the report and I'll get back to you soon,"Fernandez tells me.

"Thanks, Agent, I'll look forward to hearing from you,"I tell him before hanging up.

I decided to seem at the computing machine searching for the DVD that we gave the urban center Police. I set the computer to look at the archive. I put in the date of Thanksgiving into the computing device. It pulls up the entirely day. I fast forward to the shot. I see two gondola entering the court. I see the plate television camera clearly get a look at the plates of both cars. The face photographic camera got a unclouded shot of each driver, who doesn't look Russian at all. In fact, they appear to be on the Hispanic position.

I watch as two unseasoned Hispanic youths lean out of their passenger side of their cable car and fire off various rounds into our home through the front windowpane. After they finish firing into the mansion, they speed away laughing. I notice that none of them policed their nerve, yet no one from the City police force said anything about collecting the shooters brass. I pause the computer and head outside. I walk around and don't see any case, then I look at our front door and I find two shell. Each one is from a dissimilar weapon.

One of the cartridges is a .315 casing the other one is a .322. Both come from a hand-held pistol yet unlike guns, so I will be matter to in what Special Agent Fernandez sees in the report card from urban center Police.

I get a tissue and plunk each cartridge up. I get two sandwich bags putting one cartridge in each baggie. I go back inside and textual matter Roger that I have found two cartridge from two different guns. I tell him thru the text that I have put each one in a dissever sandwich baggie. I take them inside and put the two baggies into the safe in my bedroom. Now I'm fairly ticked off. It seems as if the metropolis Police are not doing their job as well as they should be. That thought takes me back to the issue I had with Lt. Horowitz and how he tried to strong arm me. surmisal he has a long reach.

I turn off the estimator from the archive segment and put it back on springy scene. I head back up to my situation again to try and knock down some to a greater extent e-mail. When I get there Jill is there as well working.

"Hun, have you begun to make any sort of Christmas lists yet ?"I ask her.

"Um, no not really. I have a couple of theme, but I haven't really made any listing or bought anything just yet,"she tells me.

"I have a duo of ideas on what to get a couple of people as well. To me, a couple of difficult pick are Dakota and Amy. They are really difficult and yet really authoritative to us,"I say to her.

"Yeah, they are two strong-armer, Bobby and Sammy might be difficult as well,"Jill says to me.

"Well, if you think of anything for any of these four, let me live. I don't want to end up at Christmas Day Eve looking around like a mad person for a submit,"I say to Jill.

We both put our read/write head down into our laptops. I am working hard on the ‘ read-only'email deleting then after I read the information.

"What are you working on ?"I ask Jill.

"Putting together some number of the credit bill. It seems that we are really a big hit with our own credit card. I don't remember Paula saying anything about how well the card is doing with the client of Happy, Happee limo. Did she say anything to you ?"Jill asks me.

"Um, No, I don't remember her saying anything. If that's the case, it does excuse why the limousine companies are doing so well,"I say to her.

"Yes, yes it does,"she replies.

I go back to reading my ‘ read-only'email. Jill goes back to studying the card usage in limo sales.

We work for a couple of hours. I get my electronic mail amount down inside of 100. I decide that I am through for the night. I turn my computer off and go over to my beautiful wife, I kiss her and ask when she thinks she will be finished. She tells me about another time of day and for me to either head to bed or go turn with someone. My eyes feel quite commonplace and, in my head, I think that I'm going to head to bed, but of class, I might be intercepted.

I just sleep with the day I chose to become a chauffeur, and now, I'm loved by many women.

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