Her shoulders were shaking and I realised she was crying softly.“Oh God,” she whimpered.“O, Oh please don’t cry,” I stammered by now blushin... hard and trembling, totally confused, I took a step forward, and then back again in case she thought I was about to assault her. “Can I get you a drink, cup of tea? Something stronger perhaps?”“Like what?” she sniffled turning to face me.“Erm,” I suddenly knew I had no alcohol in the house at all and could not fathom why I had said that other than I had. ." I giggled. "You got fifteen minutes before I'm grounded." Shit." Mark frowned and he put the truck in gear as I let Chris take me in his arms. We were going to tongue fuck each other's mouths all the way home and all Mark could do was watch the road and sigh.It was funny."We gotta hurry!" I giggled, cause it was already 7:42 in the morning and homeroom started at 8:05 and we weren't even at school yet."I know." Mark had his cock out, big and hard and ready for me, and I'd worn a long skirt,. ..quite simply, hung, and he didn't want to show offin public or in business meetings. He checked himself out in the mirror,stretching and flexing for a bit."Nice."Markus strolled over to his personal computer and sat down. Booting itup, he searched for a video editing program, and checking if the webcamworked. Satisfied, he hit record."Hey. Do you like this? Feels good, doesn't it?" He began monologuingwhile leaning back in the black leather chair. "When we met, this was allI wanted. And now. She says Darren has loosened her up a lot and maybe she can take you now.Ok, so, what do you guys prefer? Should we extend our stay here with Jane and Mitzi or hit the road as we originally planned?Dad, I think we have done the main things here and it would take a very long time to make a dent in the other things Paris has to offer. I’m really impatient to get to Germany and retrace Mom’s epic walk.Couldn’t Jane and Mitzi go with us?I don’t know, Son. I have no problem with it. Both of them.