Chapter 10

Vivienne’s black Centurion card was a blur of motion as Daniel chopped crushed Adderall into a fine powder. When he was done, he cut it into two fat lines, then handed the Bic pen tube to Cecilia. She snorted one of the lines, pinching her nose and squinting her eyes as she sniffed it into her nasal passage, then handed the tube back to Daniel so he could snort the other.

“That’s good,” he said with a sniff, picking up the dust on the table with his fingertip. He fed it to Cecilia. “Crush up another one.”

They each did another line of the amphetamine derivative and then reclined onto the sofa together. Daniel had abandoned his shirt, adding it to the rest of the clothes strewn about the floor, and now sat as naked as the two women. Cecilia caressed his chest and leaned over to kiss him. He yanked on Vivienne’s leash until her head was between his legs.

“Suck it, cunt.”

This order had come, not from Daniel, but from her own daughter. Vivienne took him into her hand and began to suck his cock, while he and Cecilia made out. Daniel put his hand on the back of Vivienne’s head and pushed her down until her nose mashed against his pubic hair and his cock intruded into her throat. When he let her go, she slowly glided her lips back to the tip and then resumed her blowjob.

“Look, they’re on the move again,” Daniel observed.

It was just past noon. They all paused what they were doing to watch the men outside disburse into small groups and begin yet another reconnoiter of Vivienne’s property. An event that no longer elicited the same panic it had the first couple of times it happened. A general sense of fatalism had settled over the three of them. They would watch and wait, and if one or more of the invaders jumped the fence, only then would they grab their guns and get into a defensive position. If they didn’t, then there was no point getting off the couch.

After a five minute stroll around the property, they returned to their trucks and resumed drinking. Then something unusual happened that brought the three observers to attention. Two of the men unloaded something large from the bed of the rear truck.

“What is that?” Vivienne asked, moving her head closer and squinting to make it out.

Daniel stood and switched the camera with the best overview of the gate to fullscreen mode, then returned to his spot on the sofa.

“It looks like- Is that a grill?”

It was. They set it down near the gate. One of them loaded it with charcoal briquettes from a large white bag, then someone else doused it with lighter fluid and set it ablaze.

“Are they going to burn down our house?” Cecilia asked. Her voice held no hint of concern, and it seemed that she wouldn’t care if they did. She was just curious.

“I don’t think so,” Daniel said, his eyes glued to the screen. He pointed. “Look, right there. That guy just pulled something out of that cooler. I think they’re cooking lunch.”

The mention of food made Vivienne’s stomach grumble. She was suddenly ravenous. Not including cum, she hadn’t eaten anything since breakfast yesterday.

“Anyone hungry?” she asked.

“No,” Daniel said, transfixed by what was happening on the television.

“Cecilia?”

Her daughter glared at her. “Eat me, bitch.”

“You don’t have to-”

Cecilia leaned over and slapped her hard across the face. “You don’t speak unless you’re spoken to.”

Vivienne closed her eyes and sighed deeply then looked at Daniel, hoping to get his attention, but he was too distracted by the activities outside the gate. Pushing aside thoughts of food, she took him into her hand and lovingly stroked him. Cecilia watched her closely, but didn’t try to stop her. Instead, she waited until his cock stood upright then swung her leg over his lap.

“That’s good enough. Put it in my pussy,” she told her mother.

Vivienne aligned his stiff cock to her daughter’s vaginal opening and Cecilia lowered herself down onto it. Then Vivienne sat back on her heels to watch Cecilia bounce up and down in his lap and wait for the load of semen he would soon deliver into her mouth. Daniel took hold of Cecilia’s ass and compelled her to bounce faster.

“Oh god, Danny, fuck me,” she whispered.

Her firm tits slid against his face and he buried his nose in her cleavage. She sat a little higher in his lap and changed the way she fucked him, moving just her hips so that Daniel could capture one of her nipples in his mouth and suckle. She looked at him and smiled, groping the back of his head. She gripped his hair and pushed his mouth against her breast.

“Do the other one,” she said, shifting her shoulders to feed him her other nipple. She tossed her head back and gasped. “Oh, Danny, mmm.”

Vivienne’s eyes were locked on the intersection of their genitals, fixated on the sight of Cecilia’s hungry pussy rapidly enveloping and unsheathing Daniel’s cock. He made sure to hold her daughter’s ass open so that Vivienne could see everything that was happening.

“Turn around. Face the other way,” he said.

He slouched down, sliding his ass to the edge of the sofa cushion. Cecilia turned in his lap and sat on his stomach, propping herself on her hands with her knees spread apart. When she lifted her ass, Vivienne took hold of his cock and tilted it backward, nestling the domed head between her swollen pussy lips. Cecilia gently eased herself onto it. When the head disappeared, Vivienne gently stroked the bottom of Daniel’s thick shaft and fondled his balls.