"I'll be back."She ran to the galley, put the kettle on and began by checking the recipe box. 'Light the oven, ' Lighting the oven, She set the prehea...t at 450f. 'No sense in making a few ... I'll cook for everybody.'She set the big griddle on the big burner and tossed in a few pounds of bacon. She kept an eye on it while she started the biscuits.Mixing up 12 cups Laucke Wallaby Bakers flour,1/4 teaspoon baking soda per two cups flour, 6 tablespoons baking powder (no aluminum), 6 little t kosher. We got out and Jean said "I want that soooooo bad. How about you?"I said "sure I do but how?"She said "we have to get him to stay overnight with the guys so we can get him in the middle of the night." When Jean wants something she will not stop until she gets it. Somehow she got him to stay and the guys told her they would leave him alone at some point. After midnight we crept into the room he was sleeping in. He was alone and fast asleep. Jean slipped his sheet down and he was wearing a pair. She push her fingers up her pussy that was soaking wet then she slid her hands, covered in her juices, up and down his stiff cock pumping up and down. He moaned a little. She smiled as she got down on both knees and took that huge cock in her mouth blowing on it before wrapping her mouth around his thick shaft, tucking her teeth down and began sucking him off. He moaned a little more as a bit of pre-cum gathered to the tip of his cock. She licked it off expertly, and whispered in his ear, “Your. In the dark, I could make out the outline of her sitting up, crying."Riley, what's the matter?" I asked as I sat up, stealing a glance at my clock- three fourteen... wonderful."I- I'm sorry, Max." It's okay. I'd rather be awake than be asleep and not help." No, I mean, I'm sorry about everything. I've been so shitty to you. I always call you names and... and I insult you all the time, call you stupid." I wrapped my arms around the blanket over my knees and looked at Riley's silhouette."Well, I.