Alan charged down the hallway and kicked in the bedroom door.
Once inside, he saw a naked pale-skinned girl (who must have been Rachel) sitting on a man's chest, while the man sucked on her exposed breasts. Then he moved a little to one side and saw his wife Brenda! She was completely naked and kneeling on the bed, her mouth wrapped around the man's stiff penis.
"What the hell is going on here?!" Alan yelled, in fury.
Oliver stopped sucking on Rachel's breast and looked at Alan with wide eyes. "Shit!" he yelled. He couldn't control men with his power, so there was no way out of this. Why oh why did he have to go all the way with Brenda and her daughters ... especially since he knew Brenda had a husband? He knew that eventually the husband would show up, but he didn't seem to care. Well, now he cared.
He pushed Rachel off of him, sending her flailing to the side and onto the floor, then pushed Brenda away, causing her to pout.
"What the hell did you do to my family?!" Alan yelled, darting towards Oliver, who did his best to stay away.
"Oliver, baby. Can't I just suck your cock a little more?" Brenda asked, her voice oozing of sexual desire. "I really like the taste of it."
Alan couldn't believe what he was hearing. That settled it. This Oliver guy obviously did something to his wife. Because there was no way in hell that she would still be acting that way in his presence.
