He must be mad at me, Margot thought.Margot drove out of the car park and headed straight for TGIF. By the time she got there, she parked her car and ...alked inside TGIF. Once inside, she tried spotting for Reinhardt or any of their other friends. She saw none of them.A waitress dressed in TGIF working uniform approached Margot."Excuse me ma'am, are you waiting to be seated?" the waitress asked Margot."Actually I am two hours late. My name is Margot and I am supposed to meet my boyfriend and our. But then again who’d want to help someone as sorry as you?” I wanted to shout and scream and start trashing the place, but that was exactly what she wanted so I just turned around and continued to focus on my burn. Eventually she left and after wiping it clean I wrapped a band-aid on it and finished cooking. Once the table was set Izzy and Riley found there way to the kitchen and took a seat, pigging out before our last family member could even come home from practice. One tradition that mom. One day we sat there, nude as usual, one on each pipe, legs dangling over when we saw him approaching us.'Stay there, dont move' she said, getting excited about the confrontation with him, with us being nude and so on.We sat over him as he looked up at us, 'Come over to the hut' he suggested pleadinly, 'Why' she asked, laughing and adding in the same the sentence, ' You want to fuck us?' This time her voice dropped as if the realisation of what she asked him was grown-up and excitable rolled. “Oh yeah be nasty with me Mr. Taylor.” and with that she almost inhaled the fake cock between her lips. Taking all she could before gagging. That sound opened the flood gates for Ben Taylor.“Oh fuck that’s hot. Suck that fucking cock Torrie. I want you to fucking gag on me.”“Oh treat me like a whore! Fuck my throat Mr. Taylor!” she began to piston the toy in and out of her mouth loudly. The unmistakable sound of a sloppy blow job dominating the silence between dialog.“Oh yes suck it you fucking.