He said that he'd make it happen since it was typically slow then. He liked what he saw, and Adam had the documents from our lawyer that he could take...to his lawyer to have him review. Friday we continued our work. We spent more time looking at the UI (User Interface), than anything function related. We liked what we saw, and stopped for the day. I knew that my parents were coming in the next day, so we cleaned up, as best we could, but still worked on the program.When my parents checked in, at. My worst fears came true: the mother and daughter were both watching. The mother had a wry amused smile on her face and the daughter had a shocked wide-eyed look on her face. I was embarrassed beyond belief.As Dale continued to stroke his cock with my hand, I could feel it begin to jerk and he moaned as he had an orgasm. A large spot appeared on the front of his pants. Obviously, a cum stain.I quickly rose and headed back to the restroom. Once inside, I locked the door and removed my small hard. Her nails are cutting into my bed sheets, ripping them slightly. When she looks back at me briefly, her eyes are glazed as if she isn't sure where she is and what she's doing but she's pushing hard against me. She almost looks heavily drunk. I get bits of her pussy hair in my teeth as I lick her. Something is different but I can't notice. My body feels hot and heavy and I'm kneading her ass and lower back with my free hand as I growl into her cunt. I don't notice the trails of blood as my claws. He got a response, but not the one I expected. “Where did you find those?” she asked excitedly.“There are thousands of them in the pecan orchard. These are just part of the ones from around the first tree we cut down. I grabbed them and drove into town to see the county agricultural agent. He verified that they’re pecan truffles,” he replied almost as excitedly.“Is that what killed the six trees?” I asked, concerned.“No,” he replied, trying not to laugh at me. “Truffles grow under specific.