All the family are on the couch. Lisa and Bart kissed as Lisa started unbuttoning Bart’s shirt, button-by-button. With the shirt, tie and jacket lef... on, Lisa licked Bart’s nipples. Meanwhile, Marge was licking her Homey’s huge cock and the drunken Homer was massaging Marge’s back, buttocks and legs under her dress. Then Homer suddenly vomited into Marge’s dress and the vomit filled up, but it smelled fresh and Marge grinned as if she didn't mind. Bart was pumping his cock up his sister’s. ” he said, sounding a bit excited“Yeah, me neither.” she too was excited recalling the night before, still in disbelief of what they had done.“I can't believe we didn't wake anybody up the way you were screaming.” although he always loved hearing her scream. He took pride knowing he made her feel good.“Ha, ha. Yeah, me too. Sorry, you just felt so good, I couldn't help myself.” she said, sounding a bit embarrassed. “You were definitely being naughty last night. You know what seeing you in. Christie was feeling trapped.The receptionist behind the counter wrinkled her nose alittle when they stood in front of her, but otherwiseshe seemed not at all surprised by their matted hair anddirty skin or the filthy preppy clothes they wore.“Follow me,” she said and opened a gate next to her andwalked quickly down a dark hall out into a smallcourtyard where there was a rusty garden table with afew rusty chairs around it. “Please have a seat,” shesaid and then turned. I could hear packages being moved and a few sounds, but I couldn’t really figure out what she was up to. She called out, “Turn on the music beside the bed and light the two candles. I really like candle light, don’t you.” I was a bit confused, but I lit the candles and turned on the ipod by the bed. Soft light and soft music suffused the room. I lay back on the bed, tired after all the dancing and rested while I waited for this mysterious present.The door slid open quietly. I was laying.