Chastity Church could lift her legs so high that the kick took Matthew on the nose. In the brief second before it connected he realised she wasn't wearing panties. As he recuperated in hospital later, he would keep repeating to anyone who listen (except his wife) that it was so long since he'd seen pussy it was worth getting a broken nose for.
Even as the security guard was dropping, Mirage had pulled out a hand-gun to cover the staff, "Freeze - this is a stick up."
Half a minute later she was on the motorbike, Chastity behind her. It was so easy concluded the blonde, the cheerleader was so under control she would do whatever she was told. And the little badge she wore with 'McCain for President' wasn't a hint at her political affiliations, but an electronic scrambler - when the police did analyse the security tapes all they find was static. Gunning the motorbike Mirage rode off...
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"Is that all?" asked Vi. She squeezed her naked Mom closer even as the Milf nodded. Vi smiled and gave her a tender kiss on the forehead.
"Yes," replied Helen, she paused and continued, "I should have told you sooner, but I was scared how you'd react when you found Mirage was out."