Jane married the father - Jason. Karen was now 23 and looked a stunner. She had been very athetic growing up and was a great gymnast but the size of h...r breasts made it hard to compete as she got older.I live in a beach house which is two stories with a roof top deck. It is concreted with a 3foot wall around it for privacy and safety.After they had been there a few days we had a BBQ on the roof, I was cooking and talking to Karen as my wife Debbie and my sister chatted about family things and. She had little hope left that Frank would not ask some other obscene deed from her before giving her the tapes and agreeing to omit any mention of her own misdeeds from his forthcoming book of memoirs. She had decided within herself that she had no choice but to submit. He had her exactly where he wanted her, and if she had to degrade herself again to save her husband from humiliation, she would do so. After all... she herself had created this horrible situation by her moment of weakness with. Still, she watched, sobbing when Jake turned and looked at the camera and…actually smiled even as he was obviously cumming in the slut’s mouth. Pleased with herself, the blonde whore–who was she? Heather wondered again–lifted herself up, licking her lips, and looked at the camera too. ‘Hmmm, tastes great. You don’t know what you’re missing, lady. But he’s mine now…all mine, thanks to you.’ With that, Jake became the aggressor, pulling the woman into an open-mouthed kiss as he maneuvered them. Suddenly, as if triggered by the feeling of another body close to mine, I began to shake uncontrollably, and the tears began to flow. She pressed my head hard against her shoulder and let me cry, the sobs racking my body and wetting her shirt. For five minutes I cried, which I hadn't done even when my father had passed away. Carol and I had been together for over 18 years, a second marriage for me and her first. Throughout our marriage we had had more than our share of problems. Foremost among.