We were Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden.But we also resumed our lives. We both got up and went to work every morning – me to the job dad had got ...or me with one of his manufacturing clients and mom at the real estate office she'd worked at for over five years. Of course we'd make love before we left for those jobs, either before our morning shower or during it.I saw my buddies. Played sports. Went to summer parties. Mom saw her friends. Continued to do her volunteer work at the library. Life. Joe justlays there, rubbing his head, and he begins to cry. 'What is happing tome? Why am I feeling this way?'Erik comes running out of the bathroom. At the same time Cindy is comingout of the kitchen yelling, "What in the hell happened? I told you towatch her, Erik. Jesus, is she ok?"Erik kneels down and picks Joe up again and sets Joe back on the couch.Joe wraps his arms around Erik and continues to cry hard. "Erik, I am sosorry, but I do love you, please don't hate me. I have always loved. My second child, Elizabeth, is 18 years old, the daughter of myself and her father both biologically and in terms of her upbringing, the acting father of my son, and my former husband, Arthur Walsh. She is the sunny, flirtatious sort, her dark hair usually in pigtails framing her unbearably cute facial features and the same brilliant emerald eyes as Arthur. Her body is sleek, springy, and athletic in contrast to my own voluptuous curves. About a year and a half ago, I returned home early from a. Meanwhile, my heart pounded anxiously in my chest. I was still completely turned on, though, and with my rock-hard cock in my hand, I leaned forward some more, aiming for that tight asshole that would forever etch this night into my memory. Jessie was breathing faster too while she held her ass open and her husband pressed her in place against himself. I was just moments away from fulfilling my dirtiest fantasy and, even though the time elapsed was probably about 10 seconds, it felt like.