“Are your parents coming to pick you up?” Marley giggled. “No, my mom said she could trust you to get me home safely.” Jenny cut in. “And s... did my mom.” Chapter four. Going home after a very interesting day.As I drove the girls back home we didn’t discuss our hot little pornographic threesome, we discussed the news, and high school sporting events. I dropped Jenny off at her home. Then I drove Marley back to her home, which turned out to be pretty close to where I live. “This is cool Marley,. I think I will call a friend of mine and have him do the recovery. I know he can use the publicity and he is a good man." That's why I brought this folder with me, Sean. I recovered it from the cave and it has a complete list of what is there and where it's at. I thought maybe you could use it to get a little leverage for some new equipment for the department, if you are smart enough to do a little bargaining. At least that's what I would do if I had this information and needed some new. She couldn't quite take it, gagging before pulling off my prick and coughing. And my eyelids fought for a bit before successfully breaking through overnight crustiness to open so that I could identify my mystery fellatrix.Through slightly bleary eyes, I glanced down to find a sweet-looking brunette still coughing over my cock, and I began to apologize. But she beat me to it, coughing once more before raising a hand and saying, "I'm sorry, sir." Pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose, she. ? Before Mother could argue, Sylvan had stripped to his tightie whities, and then when Mother approached with her firehose, she’d smiled evilly at Sylvan and said, ?You know you have to take those down, too??Sylvan had blushed and taken his undies down to his ankles, and Mother had bent him over the rec room pinball machine and had nearly worn her arm out. She’d started slow, no need to get a lawsuit from the Stockleys (Jerome Stockley was a personal injury lawyer) but when Sylvan hadn’t made a.