Actually it was more of a shriek. Jenn yelled “Stop it, now!!”.They all stopped straight away and stared at us. Even Terry.Jenn said. “ You real...y are all very sad. You can cope with TV but girls in real life are too much for you. Well, that’s okay. You obviously need educating. Let me tell you how this is going to work.”That was when Terry stood up and started towards us.“Remember who you were watching, Terry,” Jenn said. “How do you think Mum and Dad will feel about you and your friends. Why take a chance on those wounds hindering your quest for that M.D.?"The rest of the hour was taken up with questions and answers about the Carson family. At the end, Julia summarized. "So, dealing with your arrangement with Greg and with your father's injury will be the 'hooks' that will convince your parents to come and talk to me, is that what your plan is?" That's right. Do you think you can keep them coming, as long as I pay?" I certainly hope so. Of course, not having met them, I'm not. “What do you want, slut?” he barked. “More… please more…” she begged incoherently. “Oh I’ll give you more,” he chuckled. Obliging Rachel’s request Chris moved one of his hands between her legs and tapped her clit with his fingers. Rachel’s inner muscles clenched with pleasure, trying to milk Chris’ cock. “Hey! I said not to do that till I told you to, bitch,” Chris growled angrily a second before he landed an open handed slap on Rachel’s milky behind. Rachel yelped and jumped a little as the. Her sister took her hand lightly, saying softly “We should probably tell mom.” There was an edge of nervousness to her voice, and I could see it infecting the other girl as well. She nodded shortly and the two of them turned, hand in hand, stepping lightly across the floor to leave me hanging alone again, sweating and leaking, my head spinning.I don’t know how many minutes later they returned, following meekly behind a woman who could only have been their mother. I’d never met Mrs. Brooke.