Their father followed them and said, "Cut it out. You two still act likelittle kids. If you would get your damn hair cut, you wouldn't have thatproble...m, Jeremy. Let's get on the road." Jerry, why don't you drive the van for the next leg?" their mother saidfrom behind the man. "Sure," Jerry said."Can I ride with Jerry?" Jessie asked. "No," both parents answered, one of the few times they did somethingtogether."But I haven't had a chance to ride with him, and he's going away,"Jessie said in one. I set down the laptop on the coffee table, put in my Bluetooth ear bud, and lowered my zipper.The next day, after lunch, the McDonnough and his team offered me a tour of London, from the back of an armored Land Rover, and I accepted. McDonnough sat in back with me while the man he called Tim drove and another, no introductions were made, rode shotgun.McDonnough kept up a running travelogue while we rode through the streets of London. We saw the bridge, of course, the tower with their. You thrust forward and slap your nutsack against her lips. She's on her knees in front of you, you seated on the couch watching TV. A pretty typical night. Laura tongues your balls slavishly, desperately trying to please you. You grab your huge, hard cock and start smacking her in the forehead while she tongues your balls. You know she wishes you wouldn't degrade her so much; you know she wishes you would at least keep your balls clean shaven for her, or that you would occasionally reciprocate. She got out of the car wearing my rugby shirt and boxer shortsand walked to the house as if it was normal how she was dressed. Iglanced around and followed knowing my stockings were exposed below theshort skirt. I found the thrill of walking in public dressed as I waswas so great I thought I would come in my panties. I reached the housewithout being seen, I hope, and went inside.We went upstairs and as we entered our bedroom Jenny stripped naked andturned to me, guided me to the bed and we.