My dick was rock hard as we ground our warm crotches together. Our lips met. Then our tongues. I started rubbing his hard dick through his jeans as...he stuck his hands down my pants and caressed my smoother, younger ass. I undid his belt and jeans and took his dick out and started stroking him as we kissed. He dropped to his knees, took out my throbbing cock and took me in his mouth. Gently rubbing my ass as he pulled me deeper into his throat. It felt so good but I wasn't ready to cum. “You went way beyond pretty bad.” Rebecca gave him a dirty look at that, and he continued, “Oh, yeah, you were beyond bad and into the disgusting and grotesque stage.”“Thanks for reminding me. I’ve already heard it from my mom and dad.”He nodded. “Care for some breakfast? A real breakfast?”She gave him a curious look. “Like?”“Like bacon and eggs? Pancakes? Belgian waffles? You name it.”“Uh, maybe.”“How about waffles, bacon, maybe some sausage?” Rebecca’s eyes widened and she licked her lips. I know you guys live a good 10-minute drive from here ... WAIT A SECOND ... how DID you get here so fast? Do you have one of those cellular telephones?”Jamie looked up from watching Tyler resting in her arms, “Yes, he does. We were lucky you could get us in so quickly.”I knew she was trying to change the subject. Greg flashed, “I DIDN’T lie. A little birdie, named CJ, DID tell us. If he hadn’t, my son wouldn’t be alive right now! Charlie, I owe your little guy everything... “We popped out to. They concluded that these turds had been deposited some time ago and that the smell had mostly worn off. But with the cigarette butts and beer cans and unflushed turds, it was obvious they were not the first to stay the night here in an unofficial way. This meant that homeless adults could well drop in again and if that happened the children would have to leave. They had both recently had proven to them the futility of nine-year-olds physically resisting adults. If grown-ups arrived they would.