I guess we're going to do something to get his attention." How about," Kathy snapped her fingers, "we give him a birthday party he'll never forget?" I... don't think he's getting a party after what he's done," Mommy shook her head, "and he's NOT going to pop little Kim's cherry." No, wait!" Kathy's mind raced ahead, "I mean a different kind of party." She whispered her plan into Mommy's ear.Mommy grinned widely. "Oh, that would be perfect." She chuckled, "just perfect. I'll drop by the Torture. . I tried to calm down and think rationally, but all I could think of was that she had sentenced me to death. Why hadn't the bitch died straight off in the road? it was still mid afternoon when I arrived at the quarry, this time I drove straight downto the end of the track After I switched off the engine I sat for a few minutes gathering my thoughts. As I gazed at the dark still waters of the flooded quarry I recalled seeing some rusty chain left over from when the boatyard had been. "They're not!?!" Oliver said, momentarily on the defensive. The back's door opened, "Good Morning!" Eb Dawson grinned. "What's for breakfast?" The young man was in the jeans, tan-and-brown plaid coat and an army fatigue cap. "We were going to have hotscake before Oliver ruined them!" Lisa said, quickly turning to the hired hand. "I did not ruin the hotcakes. They were already ruined." "I don't know," Eb said, looking what was on the stovetop. "It's hard to ruin instant hotcake mix." "Oliver put. "I removed my pants and came up to the pair of them, my cock erect and unrestrained craving some TLC.Kayla came up to me and gave my cock a couple of strokes with a wicked gleam in her eye and pointed it to Pam's mouth. "Here, suck on this, slut."Pam obediently opened her mouth, and my cock slid right in as she bobbed her head up and down on it. I could feel my cock oozing precum, as the tight warm wet mouth slid over it. Kayla whispered in my ear sotto voce, but so Pam could hear,.