Mike threw his door wide and Bob actually bumped into it. Tom was behind him as Mike greeted him."Hello Bob," Mike said with a grim smile. "We have to...talk. You've been a naughty boy."His first response was to run but as he started in surprise, Tom jabbed a finger in his back."I advise you to keep very still," Tom growled. Bob froze. An old trick; Tom was surprised it worked."Get in the car," Mike ordered, and Bob did so, sliding into the backseat. Tom followed."Now Bob," Mike said. "You're. I could feel his juices dripping out of my pussy onto the floor. I didn’t care.We still were not aware that mom and Bob were watching us from the doorway. Mom took Bob’s hand and led him back into the kitchen. At that point, dad saw mom retreating back into the kitchen and he whispered to me that mom and Bob were home and we needed to get our clothes back on. I was reluctant to let go of his cock as I gently continued to suck him. But him seeing mom had killed his hard-on and I finally let his. The thrusts werebecoming more forceful, more frenzied. She was flushed with embarrassment atthe defilement and exertion but she continued to suck and lick. She knew he wasnow on the point of climaxing and was disgusted that she would soon have hiscream filling her mouth. But his threat concentrated her mind. Ten strokes foreach drop. She would never stand it. She had to concentrate on taking it all. He had again withdrawn andher tongue was working on the head of his cock. He was panting,. Alan, you were always a good person. This plot, the poisoning of thousands, I can't believe you would do something like that!"Again he cackled, but less like a manic villain. As can only happen in dreams, he was slowly morphing from an evil mastermind to ordinary teenage Alan while Christine was morphing from Wonder Woman to her normal self (while still keeping the superheroine garb).He said, "You silly fool! There's no poisoning plot. I just made sure you overheard that so you'd be forced to.