After the call, Rebecca told me that her father had been interviewed by the FBI.Six months later, we were able to take stock of all that had occurred....The list was extensive.Rebecca’s father had been stripped of his qualifications by the Georgia Bar Association and was currently serving a two-year sentence in a low-security federal prison. He’d plea bargained, turning states evidence against the rest of the conspirators. Rebecca’s mother, Rachael, had decided she’d had enough, and was in the. At the climax of our threesome, Todd's cock was in my mouth, shooting massive loads of cum down my throat while I released my load inside Jessica. She had milked me with her tight, wet pussy, squeezing out every last drop of cum. It felt like I had swallowed Todd's cum and simultaneously shot it out of my own cock, deep into my girlfriend. The thought of this kinkiness started to get me aroused again. With her thumb and index finger, Jessica played with the tip of my penis through my shorts.. In the middle of the room was a stage, it had a pole in the middle of it. The tables were covered with a red table cloth that went all the way to the floor. The tables were in a circle around the stage.The place was half full. Some of the tables had couples that were talking and or eating. A couple tables had couples that were making out.One table had man and a lady; both looked to be in their upper 30s sitting across from each other. The guy’s head was back and was looking up, and he looked. ..”“Did you find out what happened last night?” she asked.“Do you know?”“Well... It got a little wild, let’s just put it that way,” Ashley said.“Did we fuck?" Christian said.“Um. Let me answer this question,” The security worker for Bagwell and Associates, Brad came up to them.“Wait, wait, wait. Hold up. Brad was here?"“You got a problem with that?" Brad replied.“No. I just got questions.”“Oh. Yeah, about that question... Yes. You did. And... I did. And... Dylan did.”“Wait... You mean to tell.