”I simply rested on the bed, waiting for him to return. Suddenly I heard someone shouting,“Sneha! What is this?!”That someone was my mother. App...rently, my parents somehow managed to return home that night. She caught me lying naked in their bed.“Get dressed and get out!” she shouted.Out of the two parents, my father is hot-headed. Fortunately, though, he was heavily drunk and half-asleep on the couch when my mother caught me. She was disgusted to see me naked in their bed. Embarrassed, I. It seemed an eternity until the paramedics arrived. I had the phone pressed up against my ear as I held up Fatima's arm, keeping pressure on the wound. They calmly came into my apartment, and when one of them handed me a bathrobe, I flushed in embarrassment, covering myself as they went to work on her.I retreated into my bedroom. They were going to take her to the hospital and I needed to get dressed. My mind whirled. What had happened to her? How was she cut? Was it an accident? Or did she.... "You can't be serious," he sputtered. "You can't do this."Carl answered sharply, "I am perfectly serious. There's nothing to stop me, is there?" I didn't know she was married," John pleaded. "You can't kill me for that. It was just the one time."Carl looked at John as a parent looks at a five year old. "John. John. John. You didn't know she was married? She had her wedding ring on when we picked you two up. If it was just the one time, why are there nine charges to the Best Western on your last. I whispered in Becky’s ear. “Why don't you lay back on the couch, and spread your legs?”She did as I asked, as Gail’s mouth stayed firmly placed on my cock. I hated to stop her, but I wanted to taste Becky's pussy more than get my dick sucked. Gail sat next to Becky, and gave her a couple of flirty kisses.I lowered myself between Becky’s slender thighs. My hand rubbed Gail’s leg, sliding up her inner thigh. I was testing the waters, to see how far these girls would let me go. I kissed Becky’s.