You aren’t here for gardening

Peter slips the key into the door and turns. He opens the door. J.J. almost expects something to jump out at her. She is a bit spooked out by some of Sally’s hungry stares.

The three enter. It is dark. There is moaning coming from the living room. J.J. holds out her cross, Peter does the same. Peter flicks on the lights.

In front of them Bob Parker is fucking Hannah doggie style while Michelle sits naked on the couch jamming a dildo into her sex.

Peter had always found Michelle attractive, but now she was intoxicating. Her breasts are perfect half melons, her skin pale and flawless. The heat coming from her dildo stuffed pussy is warm and inviting.

Michelle grins at Peter showing off her fangs. “Hello Pete, why don’t you put down the cross and come join us. Hannah you don’t mind if I fuck your husband do you?”

Hannah moans. “So long as I get him next, he’s yours.”

J.J. notices the prize they were looking for. There is a full bottle of wine on the coffee table.

She elbows Peter and whispers. “There’s a bottle of wine on the table.”

Michelle smiles at J.J. “Did you want some dear? Tell you what, if Pete joins me for a glass you can have the rest. We won’t even try to stop you.