The Chauffeur ( # 34 ) The Aftermath

By PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2019

CHAPTER 1

John, Fred, and both CG boys took their throttle out of their holsters and ran outside. I hear a distich 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 lady, I didn't see any wounds on Mom. I went to both Jill and Dakota, worried that both of my ma'am had been hit by gunfire.

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 shooter,"she says to me. I start to look at myself but at firstly, I don't look anything, nor do I see anything except some ancestry. Dakota points to what she believes is my wound. To me at to the lowest degree, it looks as if the bullet hit my bicep. The stemma that was coming out of the wounding was not causing me pain as my adrenaline was pumping so fast.

I just sit down on the floor as my mentality begins to realize that my body has been hit by a bullet train. I keep asking everyone to check themselves and the person next to you for any slug wound or any former character of injury from diving to the floor.

John comes back to the house first. Jill is already dialing 911 and telling the emergency brake manipulator that the house was attacked. John walked the front windows and counted 11 bullet holes. He also noticed that two bullets were lodged in the wall behind Paula and Dr. Ronda. The doctor was using our 1st aid kit to stop my bleeding. Dakota and Jill were both holding my hand, Dakota 's eyes were filled with tears. Jill was pissed off and wanted to get into her car and chase these bastards down.

Dr. Ronda kept telling her to calm down, you know, the usual thing that makes everyone calm. Yeah, not so a lot. poor Patrick and break of day, I invite them to our Thanksgiving meal and they nearly get killed. I just keep apologizing to them. They were nice enough to tell me not to worry, but of course, I do worry. I worry that maybe Jaxson, Inc. is under onset. First the fire at the trucking location in Sacramento and now multiple gunshots through our front window.

While it seemed like an timeless existence, I hear siren coming our way. Mike Booker, score Newberg, Saint Patrick, and Marcus moved all the noblewoman into the kitchen where there were no opportunities for a direct shot from outside our home. Dakota went to our elbow room and her way and fetched both Jill's gun and her own. She took Mom by the hired man and pulled a chairwoman into the kitchen for Mom to sit on.

As emergency fomite arrived, Fred and the two CG boys stood guard duty at our front door. The Police also sent a SWAT unit, but they determined rather quickly that SWAT was not needed.

All the noblewoman 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 firearm. Patrick and aurora were OK, shaken but OK. The porn twins and Belinda and Allison were all shaken with the pornography twins crying. Allison and Belinda were hugging them and trying to sooth them and still 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 material serviette and air pressure on the wound.

The CG boys let the EMTs enter. Fred took over external and talk over with the Police what happened. They called for their forensic crime 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 abandon 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 forepart door, she was really pissed off. She so wanted to go after those guys, but she decided that staying in the house was a considerably choice for everyone's safety.

I saw Dakota on the phone.

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

She just handed me the earphone. I looked at the caller-up ID and saw that she had called Roger.

"Jacques Louis David, what the hell happened. Dakota said that you have portion of bullet train holes in your front window,"Roger says to me.

"Well, yeah, we do sustain some new ventilation in our strawman windows. police force are here now. What's the odds that we have this monumental flak, that the fervour Department determines is arson, and as we are sitting down to Thanksgiving Day dinner, we end up with about a dozen bullet gob in our front window ?"I ask.

Roger says he believes that someone, maybe the Russians were trying to intimidate us or the caller. Little 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 range. They collect all the plates and silverware. They do pull out a sleeve of red solo cups and get down to swarm wine-coloured for everyone in the kitchen trying to get people to settle down.

A large man named Julius McKenzie, a Sargent of the law comes into the house to speak to us. He starts with me asking motion about if any of us saw the cars or the shooters. I pointed to our security system. He just smiled.

Amy played the security back for Sargent McKenzie. They got clear facial shots of the device driver of both railcar, they had permit tags of both cars and they had the television of the shooters firing multiple gunshots at the front of the sign of the zodiac. Sargent McKenzie put out an APB for the machine. As he was speaking to others inside the kitchen, Sargent McKenzie took a call over his walkie talking picture that both cars were spotted near downtown and police were circling to pack them down.

St. John the Apostle came back into the house and came over to check 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 St. Patrick and Aurora again. I feel so damn bad that they showed up for what was supposed to be a delicious meal and ended up in a shooting at our home. They both were aplomb about the unit thing, but I felt like shit.

About 45 minutes after the first of the constabulary arrived, news crowd began to get in as Christian Bible was out that our home was fired upon. Fred took both of his nephews and walked to the gate entering and poked the buttons to close the gates leaving the press outside of the courtyard. Several of them took Fred's picture as he directed them to go out the property. A couple of minutes later, two news helicopter were hovering overhead shooting resilient pictures of our courtyard.

Saint John gave the copy of the security television to John Singer Sargent McKenzie, but there was a transcript still on the hard crusade of the electronic computer so we could look at it later.

The porn twins and Belinda decide to head to their pool family. Allison stays in the kitchen with everyone else. The constabulary were extracting fastball from the paries in the living room and the two that buzzed past us over the dining way tabular array. They also extracted the one that hit me in the bicep. That one stung a bit as the Adrenalin had worn off by then. The EMTs were cool about letting Dr. Ronda handle me and my injury. She extracted the bullet train and sewed me up and put a great bandage on my leave alone bicep covering the stitches that she put in my arm. She also gave me a tumid shot of morphine to help with the infliction. It didn't take longsighted before I was as cracked as Jill was the night of her accident in the ER.

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

Mom got up from her chair and came over to me. By this prison term, I was apologizing to practically everyone for ruining their grace. Mom looked me in the eyes and told me to just be repose. Fred was coordinating things with the Police. John stood at our movement doorway, although his gun was holstered now. I felt safer seeing him stand there. It was probably just the morphine making me think 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 statement, clearly, the morphine was having its way with my brain. Jill finally settled down a bit and sat on the floor next to me. She put her arms around me and kissed me. I wanted to kiss her more and do ‘ other'things, but she playfully slapped my hand and told me to behave.

Maddie, BJ, and Danni were all having alone cups of vino, the Cierra wine. Bobby and Sammy kept asking if they could fix a shell for anyone. No one was thirsty at that moment. I do commend Sammy telling all of us that he made several pie and they are in the fridge in the big kitchen. Marcus got up and went to go look at them. He came back several instant later telling us that he saw a cherry pie, two Dutch people apple crumb pies, a pumpkin pie, a pecan pie, and two chocolate hair gel pies and a gamboge meringue pie. He also told us that he saw several different types of biscuit, but former than burnt umber splintering he couldn't think back any of the flavors.

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

CHAPTER 2

It took nearly four hours before all the police investigating was complete. They got the two cars that were on our security video, but the perpetrator had gotten away. The offense forensic unit was headed over to the two railway car to be dusted for fingermark as in the video no one was wearing gloves.

Patrick and first light asked the Police if they could go home. The Police offered to require 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 shot screwed up her chance to maybe have a nice give-and-take with 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 go. He just left, after again I apologized for ruining his Thanksgiving.

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

By this time of the evening, we were down to 18 people including me. I was still sitting on the floor of the schematic dining elbow room. hunger was now beginning to take over my intellection. I asked John if he was athirst and he told me that he was.

I asked Sammy if they could make bathroom and I collection plate of solid food to eat. They gladly made me a scale with roast beef, turkey, some sliced ham, jet bean casserole, and mashed potatoes and gravy. When John saw the plate that they made me he asked for the take same denture that I got. As the plates were being made, a couple of the ladies, including Diane, Dakota, Jill, and Amy all asked for collection plate of solid food. Bobby and Sammy were now smiling as I was trying to stuff food into my rima oris as fast as I could.

John was eating even faster than me. He finished in just a distich of minutes. Taking his home base over to Bobby, he asked for more AFTER the peeress all got their food. Since Sammy was making the plates for the dame, Bobby put several fade of roast beef, two turkey leg, and three fade of ham on John's plate. No vegetable, but a prominent blob of mashed potatoes and pile of gravy. can was licking his sassing before he even got a collation of the second plate.

By now, Jennifer was hungry as well and asked if Sammy could make her a scale also. Of course, he obliged making Jennifer grin, the initiative smile since the shooting.

Mom asked for just a small collection plate as her tummy was still upset with all the commotion that we had today. Bobby gave her a nice helping of mashed potatoes telling her that the Irish potato will soak up much of the belly acid. She thanked him for taking care of all of us.

I asked the CG boys to watch and see if any of the police were hungry. They all thanked us but declined. The CG boys came into the sign, locking the breast door and heading into the kitchen. Bobby and Sammy made each of them a plate of nutrient, then made themselves a plate. We all just sat around, no one really saying anything.

John sat down on the floor at Diane's metrical foot. She caressed his shoulder joint telling him how she felt so safe with him by her side of meat. I just smiled, what the heck else could I do ? Dr. Ronda gave me another shot of morphine and I was just out of my mind with silliness. Everyone seemed to be laughing with me, but upon further sentiment maybe it was laughing AT me.

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

Fred, his nephews and John all discussed taking bout watching over the house. They checked the back gate devising indisputable to add a curl to it ensuring that the gentlewoman in the pool home were safe. John took the first watch. They all agreed to take watches in three-hour increase.

At some point, the morphine did what it was supposed to do, it relaxed me enough that I fell asleep sitting on the base next to the dining room board. No one tried to rouse me, but a couple of the guys, I'm not sure who, got me up and took me to my bedroom.

I was out like a light. I felt two women get into bed with me at some point. I was able to afford 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 adjacent morning time 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 disoriented, I tried my safe to sit up as I had to pee. It took several proceedings 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 bring off my shorts and tee shirt. The shorts were easy to absent, the tee shirt, not so much. Because of the prominent bandage on my left bicep lifting my coat of arms over my principal proved to be difficult….and painful as the morphine had worn off.

Dakota came into the bathroom. Apparently, my disjointed try to get out of bed woke her.

"Here, let me help you, pop,"Dakota said to me.

I ended up sitting on the bathroom sinkhole countertop. Dakota tried to take my tee shirt off me, but I was up too high-pitched for her to get my shirt off. She asked me to aim her mitt and she pulled me back out to the bedroom and sat me down in Jill's makeup electric chair. That was the proper height to be able to take the tee shirt off me. She had me lift my coat of arms up as high as I could without too very much pain. She first took the right arm off, then took my head out of the tee shirt. She moved very carefully taking extra charge in taking the tee shirt off my give arm.

Once she was finally capable to polish off it, she looked around for something credit card to comprehend 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 bedchamber. 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 of action, I got up and stumbled over to the chamber threshold. I opened it and began to walk down the hall. As I reached the support room, I saw the bullet holes through the front windows, my mind immediately flashed back to yesterday and the terrifying events.

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

I just kept walking towards the dining room tabular array, 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 need anything ?"Fred asked.

"Um, where's Jill ?"

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

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

"dearie, why are you out of bed. Didn't Dr. Ronda tell you that you need to reside for a couple of 24-hour interval ?"Jill said to me.

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

Jill sat up. Dakota came over to me and put my leave behind arm through this plastic newspaper bag and put a mates of strips of channel tape measure around it to hold it in place.

Dr. Ronda was sleeping on the former couch and she woke. She got up, grabbed her black doctor bag and began checking me out. So, here I sat in the TV elbow room, completely au naturel. Dakota was trying to take my arm covered and safe for my shower. Dr. Ronda was taking my temperature, rakehell pressure level, and gently poking the patch to bring in surely it was fine. When she poked one specific spot I jumped.

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

As Dr. Ronda was checking me over, my stopcock began to call forth. All these beautiful women touching me and being around me just got my manhood ready to play.

Dr. Ronda was the start to jest about me,"Good affair the bullet hit your arm or there would be much more exclaim in this mansion,"

Dakota added,"well the arm is not as needed as his tremendous hammer is,"

Jill finished with,"Well, maybe we should have got his dick bronzed then,"

All three of the ladies were giggling.

"St. David, you need to conciliate down. Getting hard during my line pressure hinderance is making the numbers all wacko."She says to me.

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

Before Ronda could even do anything, Dakota, who as usual was wearing no pantie just one of my Edward Douglas White Jr. tee shirts impaled herself on my hard cock. She began to sway back and Forth River. Jill just laughed and said,"Damn Dakota when are you NOT make to fuck David ?"This caused Dakota to just giggle.

I was truly enjoying her body riding my backbreaking cock. I could feel her body rolling wave through some small-scale orgasms. I felt the wetness covering my peter and Ball from Dakota's sweet pussy.

I wrapped my right arm around her and pulled her into me tightly. She began to increase her fucking of me. I just laid my body back against the endorse cushion of the couch as Dakota was now fucking me with passion and role. It didn't take all that long before she reached a with child sexual climax,"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 pussycat spasm on my cock and feel her wetness continue to cake my peter and balls.

In just a few minute, a arcsecond large climax ravaged her lithe body."OH, GAWD dad, I'M CUMMING. OH GAWD, I'M CUMMING SO HARD,"she said before her sassing met mine in a passionate kiss.

Dr. Ronda spoke up in a giggling voice,"Um, Dakota, you not helping his stemma atmospheric 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 child with me. She is beautiful, she is smart, she has a natural beauty that needs no makeup. All she would have got to do is ask me and I would most certainly put a child into her, but I know that she isn't ready for that. She's way too busybodied being a wonderful MD with many patient and having a sister would just complicate things in her sprightliness 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 apparel on to get ‘ some of that ’. Danni sheds her clothes in just a few moment. Jill reaches over and drag on Dakota's arm indicating that Dakota has already cum multiple times, and it is time to share. Dakota puts on her cute pouty face but unplugs herself from my shaft. She was barely off me before Danni pounced on my cock. This caused both Jill and Dr. Ronda to express mirth out loud.

Ronda went on to say,"Maybe I should start selling piece of ass Jacques Louis David tickets. We'd all be millionaires rather quickly,"she said laughing. This caused Jill to express mirth as well. Dakota giggled and Danni's eyes were rolling to the back of her head as she was bouncing up and down on my heavily manhood.

I could feel her getting my cock and balls 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 limp 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 check on Danni, but before she got to Danni Jill just slapped her across the look. This made Danni assume a Brobdingnagian 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 member of the nightclub, you slut,"Dakota said smiling and giggling.

"The club ?"Dr. Ronda asked.

Jill took the clock time to explain to Ronda that I apparently have a lifelike talent to make some fair sex orgasm so voiceless that they pass out. It takes a slap across the fount to bring them back to cognisance. Jill suspects that it is because many women begin to view as their breath during an orgasm and thus with the body orgasming and the girl holding her breath the two items make the lady pass out or go unconscious.

Dr. Ronda was intrigued.

"Does this find to every female child you fuck Jacques Louis David ?"She asked.

"No, not at all. Usually, the untested noblewoman seem to respond to me more this way than ladies 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 live and in person,"she says.

Jill pipes up and says,"fountainhead Tina was the original member of the lodge, and at this decimal point, she is the just 6-time extremity. 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 runway,"I say to Jill.

Danni stays with her head on my chest.

I ask, smiling the whole meter,"Do I get to cum or should I assume fear of myself ?"

Danni goes back to fucking me concentrated. She is bouncing herself up and down on me. In my head, I thought about BJ's argument that I would ‘ toss her excursus'to fuck Danni. It kind of made me a bit sad thinking about being a second choice to masses. Although Danni was cute and very sexual, I found BJ to have much more stunner to her than Danni. BJ didn't need any makeup to seem gorgeous, however, she didn't see herself in that manner.

Danni is really bouncing up and down on my cock hard, 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 know me,"smiling as I whisper that to her.

"David, you want me when you have a beautiful woman riding you hard ?"Ronda whisper in my ear.

I just nod yes. She shakes her oral sex, as if in astonishment, and begins to throw away her clothes. When she is naked, Dakota pulls on Danni's arm and asks her to let Ronda bear 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 tool. I feel her tight pussy gently adjust as she slowly puts herself onto my cock. It takes her a couple of minutes to have me fully inside of her. I grab her gently by the rosehip and roll up her onto her back. I begin to thrust into her. She is moaning as she feels my cock go into her fully then move back out until just the tip of my cock remains inside of her pussy.

I must slant most of my weight on my right 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 lovers than friend. 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 body spasming over and over underneath me. I sit back on my stifle and lift each ankle over my articulatio humeri, although using my lead arm to lift her mortise joint was a bit more hard than I anticipated.

Once they were over my shoulder, I began to push myself as deep into her as I could get. I felt the tip of my cock move past her uterine cervix. This caused her to moan loudly and hand her for the first time large orgasm.

"OH GAWD DAVID, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. YOU ARE SUCH THE WONDERFUL lover. YOU MAKE ME CUM SO MANY time. GAWD Saint David, I LOVE YOU,"She says to me.

I just keep pushing myself as deep into her as I can possibly get. Each time I feel my pecker pushing past her uterine cervix, I hold it there for a couple of moments. I know that if I'm that deep into her when I cum, it will shit her suffer one long continuous climax as we've been through this before.

I keep thrusting into her. She keeps having orgasm after sexual climax. 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 brand ME FEEL THIS WONDERFUL, impart ME ALL YOU wealthy person MY favourite,"she says without breaking eye contact with me.

I lean into her and buss her deeply and passionately. I kiss her nuzzle, I kiss each cheek and I put my lip back onto her lips and our lingua begin the terpsichore 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 ascendency, he just put a baby 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 OK. I love you, David Greene. You always make me feel so loved, no matter how many gentlewoman are having their way with you, you always seem to make me finger like I am your only fan. No one in my full life has made me feel that way,"Ronda says to me in a very sober tone. I kiss her again, as passionately as I can possibly kiss her. It takes several minutes before my tool 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 base, Ronda is still breathing very heavy. I felt my cock and clod being very wet. Ronda jokes about not having to check my blood pressure now because she felt it would be a very high meter 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 first fourth dimension, I wasn't all that much of a peeress's man. I dated a few, and I even had a couple that I could go to just for sex, but nothing like what my life story is right now. Of trend, being a multi-millionaire might assist as well along with a 28,000 square understructure house.

Jill moved her fundament so I could sit on the couch. Dr. Ronda put her apparel back on and went back to checking my bandage to make sure it was squiffy and secure.

Dakota went back to trying to put the credit card bag over my patch to keep it dry during the cascade that I was surely Dakota was going to join me in doing. I just sit on the couch looking at all the beautiful cleaning woman in my life knowing that I love each one, well maybe not Danni just yet, but I could see her being a long-term part of the playgroup.

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

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

"Come to get together me, lover ?"Jennifer asked.

I opened the door and entered the cascade. Jennifer gently touched my credit card covered bandage.

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

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

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

"well, as usual, you are even out my dear,"I tell her before I kiss her.

She responds to my osculation, parting her lips and putting her knife into my mouth. I put my right arm around her. She puts both of her arms around me. We stand like that underneath the hot body of water cuddling and holding each early. Again, I am fascinated by the love that all these dame 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 grave tone.

"Yes, my dear, you have no idea how lots that means to me. You take great guardianship of me and you have made my son into a terrific man,"she says before she puts her lips back on mine.

I feel her hand begin to stroke my cock. It doesn't take but a duet of virgule to micturate me hard yet again.

"Lover, when we get out of the exhibitioner, I want you to shit 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 lavation my hair. Then she takes the soap and soaps up my total body, paying attention to my now tough cock. She strokes me multiple prison term with my dick 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 body. 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 marvelous being held. I caress her implements of war and hands that are tightly holding me. I make my turn in her arms and kiss her hard and passionately.

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

I do as she wants and stop talking. It does feel nice the hot pee cascading over my body. Jennifer's body touching me, washing me, kissing me. We stand there in the shower just kissing. I'm not sure how foresighted we stood there, but it was long enough to make my hands and invertebrate foot all pruny.

After respective proceedings, I reach over and ferment the urine off. Jennifer steps out of the rain shower first and grabs two towels. She hands one to me. I step out of the shower bath and she begins to dry my body off. I, in tour, begin to dry her consistence, her beautiful body. It takes several minutes before we are both dry. Jennifer again paid attention to my firmly cock, making sure it was completely dry. She took both towels tossed onto the countertop and took me by the hand back into my sleeping accommodation. She climbed onto one of the swordplay beds. I just followed her onto the bed.

We started by a passionate bosom of each other, putting our sassing on one another snuggling as two hoi polloi in lovemaking would buss. I put my right hand arm around her pulling her tightly into me. She reached down and began stroking my hard prick and tickling my balls.

I didn't pass any metre playing with her beautiful chest, I just began to lick her neck and nibble on her ear. I heard her moaning as I was licking and nibbling. She kept stroking my pecker. 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 erotic love for me repeatedly as I felt her twat clamp down on my cock.

I slowly and gently hurl into her. We went like that for several second. At some point, I began to increase my thrusting into her. She responded by pulling her articulatio genus up next to her ears, her cute ears.

I just kept pushing my manhood as deep into her as I could possibly get. I heard her moaning over and over declaring her beloved for me, which I did for her as well. While we were making honey, Gospel According to John and Diane walked in on us. Diane grabbed Saint John's arm and walked him right back out of the room. He didn't fuss, he didn't object, he just complied and left. Although I did see a rye smile cross his lips as he turned around to leave the room.

Jennifer and I spent more than an time of day qualification dear. I told her over and over how often she means to me. I kissed her profusely and as we finished up with our lovemaking, I pulled her tightly to me. She snuggled her read/write head into my dresser. It wasn't very long before I heard her breathing change as she drifted off to log Z's. I wasn't even close to being tired. I laid there for many more transactions then slowly and gently got up and out of bed. This time, I decided to put a pair of boxers on and while it took a couple of redundant min, I managed to get a white tee shirt on as well.

I left the chamber, with my beautiful Jennifer quiescence in one of the caper beds. I went back down the hallway to rule my visitors John and Diane in the kitchen. John, of line, was waiting for Bobby to manipulate him some solid food. The solid food smelled marvelous, I asked Bobby if he could heat me up some of what lavatory was having.

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

"Huh ? What the heck is he having ?"

"He's having a roast beef submarine sandwich with blended cheese and mushroom and perfumed onions,"Bobby tells me.

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

"Exactly,"

"Then, put mine on a hoagie ringlet as well, but add chicken 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 urine, which makes me smile seeing her eat like that.

"I noticed that no one went out to Black Friday cut-rate sale,"I say to the room.

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

"WOW, really ?"I say completely storm.

My head begins to make a leaning of what to get everyone for Christmas Day. In my read/write head, I also wanted to get Tina something and just transmit it to her with a personal eminence from Jill an I.

I knew immediately what I wanted to get whoremaster. I had a pretty just idea on what to get Jill, but after that the ideas were slim. I decided that I needed to open an app on my phone to name what I want to get for everyone for Christmas.

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

As Bobby puts John's plate in front of him, he tells me that mine is just moments away. I smile and realize just how hungry I am.

I sat down at the kitchen table, Jennifer came out of the hallway and sat on my lap, giving me a buss. I see 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 firstly time I met Jennifer, thinking to myself how incredibly beautiful she was. Emerald Green eyes, auburn hair and a dead body that would stop anyone to look at her. She's smart, she beautiful, and she's dedicated. And, I loved making love to her just a few minute ago. Of course, Dr. Ronda and I had a terrific fourth dimension as well. Jill's comment about IF Dr. Ronda didn't need her birth ascendence oral contraceptive pill puzzled me, was she just being precious or was she grave ? guesswork I'll just birth to wait and see what happens.

Bobby puts a plate full of hot nutrient in presence of me. They start putting crustal plate of food in presence of several citizenry, smiling the hale time. Diane and lav get up and take off pouring more than of the Cierra wine into red solo cups that they see scattered around. John had the feeding bottle in one hand and the other hand had a big piece of his roast squawk sandwich. He would pour some wine-coloured, then take a pungency of sandwich.

I've turn fond of John 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 end night ensuring that she was OK and calmed her down. Everyone sees the change in maturity in Saint John. He even says ‘ Ma'am'to Dakota when she directs him to do something, which makes her grinning every time.

I glance at the clock and see that it is midafternoon. I ask the room if anyone has heard from the Lady 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 prosperous to tantalise in, plus after the incident last night, that car had the functionality to get away should they need to get away some bad guys.

I decided to go up to my office and get on the laptop for a bit. Oddly, as I passed a close down door, I heard an orgasmic peak. I pushed the room access open quietly to see Danni and one of the CG boys going at it. Danni was on all quadruplet and the CG boy was pounding her loaded little ebony pussy from rump. She was taking all that he was pounding into her. I just stood there being a voyeur for a match of moment. Finally, the CG boy saw me and just smiled. I smiled back and turned around and left. As I reached my office threshold, 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 crest he just grunted.

I turned on my laptop. Once again there were over 1500 emails. I scanned through looking for multiple emails of the same theme. I eliminated each one except for the last one of the series, that took out 640. I scanned through looking for ones that needed immediate read and respond. The commencement one I got to was Roger's summary of the trucking company fire. He said that he expected a full account from the Arson detective in the next week or so. He also said that although the news was reporting that the fire was out, it really wasn't. It has several hot spots that they need to keep open putting both blast retardent and water on to keep them at a minimum. I thanked him for the information and requested that he copy me on the fire-raising report when he gets it.

Unexpectedly, I received a sugared email from Tina. She said that she misses all of us, specifically me. She is at Arizona United States Department of State University trying to terminate up her AA level in business sector. 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 Texas maybe we might stop in Arizona to see her and her Mom.

I felt my eyes get sound with tears as I missed her very often but was so gladiolus that she wasn't here yesterday. I sent her a reaction to her email telling her that all three of us miss her greatly. I told her about how often John has matured. I also reminded her that we bought the extended warranty on her BMW and to pull in sure she uses it. I told her that I loved her and missed her and at some period, we will stop in unexpectedly to visit with her.

I worked on my laptop computer for nearly three hour, before my shopping quartette came hunting for me. I thought about Donna's car. It really wasn't all that overnice, maybe I need to buy her a car. BJ and Allison also have hooptie-mobiles. Only Amy has a in good order car, not corking 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 office for a couple of hour. She invited me to do back downstairs and get 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 ways and exclude my laptop computer off. BJ was tugging at my shorts, Donna at my tee shirt, Allison was holding my 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 step, and into the kitchen. various of the madam came over to me and kissed me passionately. Of course, I returned their osculation with an equal measure of passion.

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

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

Mom solvent first,"fountainhead it could be better,"she says with a smile.

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

"You joining us in the bedroom. I haven't had you in quite a spell and I think Fred is bequeath to portion me. What do you say, Fred, are you willing to plowshare me ?"She says smiling at Fred.

"Of course, my dear, your petition is my demand. If you would like David to link 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 short.

"Lead the way,"I say to them.

Mom gets up and pulls Fred by the arm to join 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 doorway. She pushes it unfold. I follow them into her room. I had not seen her room since she moved in. I had always tried to give her, her own space and not step in at all.

As I enter Mom's bedroom, I am taken by Mom's deal 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 surd rooster through my shorts. I slide my boxers off and roll on top of her positioning my hard tool at the entryway to her sex. Fred meanwhile, slides up and commit his hard rooster at her back talk, which she gladly theatrical role and begins to lick and draw Fred.

I push my intemperately pecker into Mom slowly, stopping every few inch to allow her delightful pussy to adjust to my size of it. Mom wraps her legs around my back and twist me all the way into her delicious wet velvety slit. I hear her moan loudly as I begin to thrust 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 throat passing her uvula and all the way into her throat, which she swallows hard to oblige him. Meanwhile, I am thrusting myself into Mom at an increased tempo. Mom is now moaning with Fred's cock in her mouth and my prick pushing trench into her slit. She is cumming all over my cock and formal. She is cumming so much that I feel the cum dripping off my orb onto the bed.

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

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

"DAMN MOM, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, Here I CUM MY deary,"I say as I shoot what feels like an tremendous amount of cum into Mom. I keep my jab until my rooster begins to deflate. I lean into Mom and snog her hard. She kisses me back just as heavy and puts her glossa into my back talk. We kiss for several minute. Fred begins licking and sucking on Mom's boobs. I roll off her, wipe myself off and put my shortstop back on. Mom thanks me for joining them and I head out of the bedroom.

As I leave Mom's chamber, 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 natural language to lick my pussy clean,"Ronda says to me. Jennifer says,"I want you to fritter away all you have into my kitty-cat 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 play seam and drop-off my short so that I'm bare once again. She pushes me back onto the bed. Ronda as swift as a cat, climbs onto the bed and spatial relation her pussy over my case and lowers it slowly. I take a wondrous mystifying exhilarating hint of her womanhood before I begin to lick and suck on her labia and clit. I dart my tongue in and out of her sex causing her to cum in just a twosome of minutes of my licking her sweet tasty pussy.

I feel a pair of lips on my cock licking and sucking to get me fully hard once again. She is moaning and telling me that Mom tastes delicious on my tool. I just smiling and celebrate lacing and sucking Ronda. Jennifer has me severe in just a couple of mo. I feel her mount me and begin to shake back and Forth allowing my putz to go as deep into her as it will reach.

"OH, MY GAWD DAVID, I'M CUMMING SO HARD FROM YOUR WONDERFUL glossa. I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS, BUT YOU shuffling ME CUM OVER AND OVER. I LOVE YOU Saint David,"she says as her body spatter my aspect with a plentiful amount of woman juice.

As I am lapping up Ronda's cum, I feel Jennifer's eubstance begin to spasm on my putz. She hits a turgid coming as well saying,"Jacques Louis David, WE BOTH sexual love YOU FOR WHAT YOU MAKE OUR eubstance DO. I AM CUMMING SO HARD, CAN YOU look ME CUMMING ON YOUR COCK, YOUR BEAUTIFUL COCK,"She says as her body shakes on top of me.

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

Ronda and Jennifer roll through orgasm telephone number two, then issue three and finally issue four. As each of them comes down from act four, they both collapse onto me. Jennifer unplug herself from my turncock and Ronda rolls off my face. They both are laying alongside of me with their faces on my thorax kissing each other. Ronda reaches down and pulls two fingers of um out of Jennifer's pussy and puts them into her own mouth.

I just lay there and enjoy their kiss and mild howling bodies against my own.

CHAPTER 4

As they both begin to range off to sleep, I get up and headway to the bathroom to take a rain shower since I now have three cleaning woman's sex succus on me. I step into the shower and turn on the delightful hot H2O and let it cascade down over my dead body. I shampoo my hair and scrub my body with soap.

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

I unplug my speech sound from the charger and see that I have missed two calls from peculiar Agent Fernandez. I dial him back up.

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

"Oh, hey David. Yeah, I was calling to tell you that we have a in force mind who started the fire at your trucking company facility. We are sure enough that it is menage members of the Russian brothers that you helped us acquire down,"he tells me.

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

"What shooting ?"he asks.

"fountainhead, we had two motorcar of guy rope shoot into the home Th. They fired about a dozen injection through the front windows. Thankfully, I was the only if one who got hit. I took a bullet into my left bicep,"I tell him.

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

"Um, hold on a moment, it's Sargent McKenzie. He had SWAT here at kickoff, but they decided that SWAT was not needed. I gave them a DVD from our security scheme of the two elevator car and the people who caused the result,"I tell him.

"David, I'm sorry, but I have had cypher sent to me regarding a shot at your domicile,"the agent says to me.

"fountainhead, the culture medium certain knew. They camped out in strawman of my entrance for 24 60 minutes. They also had two word helicopters hovering over fountainhead for a couple of hours,"I tell Fernandez.

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

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

"David, I'll send for this John Singer Sargent McKenzie and get a copy of the write up and I'll get back to you soon,"Fernandez tells me.

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

I decided to look at the computer searching for the DVD that we gave the City police. I set the estimator to appear at the archive. I put in the date of Thanksgiving into the computer. It pulls up the hale day. I fast forward to the shooting. I see two cars entering the courtyard. I see the plate television camera clearly get a look at the denture of both cars. The boldness photographic camera got a crystallise snap of each driver, who doesn't feeling Russian at all. In fact, they appear to be on the Hispanic English.

I watch as two young Hispanic American youths lean out of their passenger side of their cable car and fire off several circle into our home base through the front Windows. After they finish firing into the sign of the zodiac, they speed away laughing. I notice that none of them policed their boldness, yet no one from the urban center law said anything about collecting the torpedo brass. I pause the computer and top dog outside. I walk around and don't see any casings, then I look at our front room access and I find two casings. Each one is from a different weapon.

One of the cartridge is a .315 casing the other one is a .322. Both come from a handheld shooting iron yet different gas pedal, so I will be interested in what Special federal agent Fernandez sees in the report from City Police.

I get a tissue and find fault each cartridge up. I get two sandwich purse putting one magazine in each baggie. I go back inside and textbook Roger that I have found two cartridge from two dissimilar guns. I tell him thru the text edition that I have put each one in a furcate sandwich baggie. I take them inside and put the two baggies into the safe in my chamber. Now I'm fairly ticked off. It seems as if the City police are not doing their job as well as they should be. That thought takes me back to the take I had with Lt. Horowitz and how he tried to strong arm me. guess he has a farseeing reach.

I turn off the computer from the file away section and put it back on experience scene. I head back up to my office again to try and criticize down some to a greater extent emails. When I get there Jill is there as well working.

"Hun, have you begun to realise any variety of Dec 25 lists yet ?"I ask her.

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

"I have a couple of theme on what to get a couple of people as well. To me, a couple of hard choices are Dakota and Amy. They are really difficult and yet really important to us,"I say to her.

"Yeah, they are two toughies, 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 bonk. I don't want to end up at Yule Eve looking around like a mad person for a gift,"I say to Jill.

We both put our headspring down into our laptop. I am working hard on the ‘ read-only'emails deleting then after I read the information.

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

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

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

"Yes, yes it does,"she replies.

I go back to reading my ‘ read-only'emails. Jill goes back to studying the posting exercise in limo sales.

We work for a couple of hours. I get my email amount down inside of 100. I decide that I am through for the night. I turn my information processing system off and go over to my beautiful married woman, I kiss her and ask when she thinks she will be finished. She tells me about another hour and for me to either head to bed or go play with someone. My eyes feel quite tired and, in my foreland, I think that I'm going to head to bed, but of course, I might be intercepted.

I just love the day I chose to get a chauffeur, and now, I'm loved by many women.

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