:: Home from Sean's {"position":"10,2530"} <>[[You]] can't have been asleep for more than an hour or so when you're awakened by [[Sean]]'s cock thrusting in and out of your <>pussy<>ass<>. "We should get you home, Parker," Sean says as he gently fucks you, "but first I'd like one more blowjob." He pulls you off of him and you feel very empty after his withdrawal. You crouch down on the bed next to him. You're hardly used to sucking cocks which just came out of your <>pussy<>ass<>, but since it's Sean's magnificent tool, you don't even hesitate. You lovingly suck the splendid instrument which has given you so much pleasure, even savoring your own <>tangy<>bitter<> taste. God, even your own <>cunt<>ass<> tastes good to you now.<> As you suck him, you stare up at his face adoringly, watching the faces he makes as you pleasure him.<> You are <>dripping wet<>throbbingly hard<> while you suck him, but Sean sharply orders you not to play with yourself while you're getting him off. Right when he's about to come, he says, "Don't swallow it yet." Almost immediately you're rewarded with a nice shot of his creamy spunk right on your palate. You thrill even to the taste of his come, holding it in your mouth to enjoy it. "Show me," Sean says. You open your mouth and stick out your tongue so he can see his come pooled on it. "Now swallow," he says which you eagerly do.<><><> He gets up and starts putting on his clothes. When you get off the bed, he gives you a sharp slap on your rear end and says, "Go get dressed." You leave his room, silently shutting the door behind you, and tiptoe off to the bedroom where you left your clothes. You creep into the bedroom in the dark and fumble over to the bathroom to find your clothes. You've found them and begun putting them on when the light suddenly gets switched on. You look over, expecting to see Sean, but see [[his mother|Mrs. Jacobs]] instead. You give a girlish shriek in surprise. "It's only me, Parker," Mrs. Jacobs says. She's dressed in only a bathrobe which she hasn't bothered to cinch tight and you can make out that she's nude underneath and in excellent shape for a woman of her age, though you quickly avert your eyes so she doesn't catch you staring. "I'm sorry, Ma'am," you say. "You startled me." You resume dressing while she replies. "Quite all right. I could tell my son had fun with you and I'm //very// glad you're a screamer after all. Mr. Jacobs gave me quite a good seeing to thanks to you, so you have my gratitude. If I could bottle the smell and sound of you, I'd make a fortune selling it as an aphrodisiac. It would probably work way better than Viagra, as well." You blush, but don't know what to say, so you just say, "Thank you, Ma'am." "You're very welcome, Parker. I'm glad to see you can take a compliment. <>Perhaps I was wrong about you after all.<>I am even more convinced that I'm right about you. Well, good night, Parker.<>" "Good night, Ma'am," you say. You finish dressing and rinse your mouth out, gargling with some mouthwash, and then join Sean downstairs. The two of you leave and Sean drives you back to the Andersons'. He gets out of the car when you do and kisses you goodbye<> passionately<>. You reluctantly part from him, still feeling a bit horny and unfulfilled since you hadn't gotten off after that last blowjob, but also flushed and excited. Then you return to your room.<>The most humiliating thing about cleaning [[Rachel]] up is how much [[you|You]] enjoy it, not just the taste and consistency of [[Sean]]'s cream which you delicately spoon out of her with your tongue, but also the smell and taste of Rachel's sweaty, sodden pussy as well, which seems to activate submissive centers in your brain. Her juices //smell// like dominance; it makes you feel unworthy even to be performing this lowly service for her<> , which you fight against as much as you can. Sean is going to be yours, damn it!<>.<> Rachel tenderly strokes Sean's chest while forcefully holding your head against her snatch. "So," she says to him, "what do we want to do with this little bitch? Shall we lock her up again?" "Nah," he says. "She's not cherry any more. Now that I've broken her in, who cares who fucks her?" This answer obviously pleases Rachel and she says, "Do you hear that, Parker? No need to lock you up any more so you can get your nasty twat stuffed by all the boys you want. Bet that makes you happy, doesn't it? Maybe I'll organize a train for you." "I'm sure you won't need to," Sean says. "She's slutty enough she'll attract trains all on her own."<> "All right," Rachel says, pushing your head away from her pussy. "Why don't I drop the bitch off? She's on my way home." Sean nods and Rachel sends you off to the other room to retrieve your clothes. You make your way to the other bedroom; while you're getting dressed, [[Mrs. Jacobs]] walks in, wearing a bathrobe which is hanging open in front, making it obvious she is nude underneath. You avert your eyes so you aren't caught staring. "Well, Parker," she says. "That was certainly hot. Mr. Jacobs gave me a good seeing to while listening to you three. <><>It was especially hot hearing Rachel put you in your place.<>Pity about Rachel showing up, but what can you do?<><>I hope you enjoyed serving both of them; that's certainly the right place for you and you seem to be fitting in fine.<>" You mumble something in response, but she's already left. When you come out to the living room, Rachel says, "All right. Time to go home, little whore." The two of you get into Rachel's car and she drives you to the mansion. Right when you leave the car, Rachel says, "Now remember, slut. If you fuck Sean without my permission again, there's going to be hell to pay. Understand?" You nod and flee back to your room.<> [[Continue.|Sleep Night 3]]