" Jimmy began, wheezing and choking as he tried to figure out what was happening to him."Yes, Jimmy?" Brenda replied calmly, patiently, even though sh... knew full well what the problem was."Mrs. Winter, something's wrong!" You're doing it, Jimmy," she explained. "This is how it's supposed to feel at the end... the very end!" I need to stop," he claimed, panicked and out of breath."No. You need to go," Brenda insisted, smacking him repeatedly on his bare ass with her open palm. "Go... faster.... ”The next morning Dave took their laptop down to the shop and burned a copy from the SD card onto a DVD. He had a quick look at the video and stopped when he saw Trish enter the Penthouse. He knew she wouldn’t want him to watch it without her and didn’t want to lie. But he was relieved to see it had copied and that the couple of minutes he watched were of very high quality.It brought back a flood of memories, he had forgotten how beautiful and sexy she had looked that night. But he also. Just don't tell my mother."It was 8 months since he'd first stumbled through her front door, stumbled into her bedroom, into her bed and then finally into her. A memorable 8 months, he thought distractedly. If she was becoming used to him, beginning to loose her edge a little, it was beyond his ability to tell. Every time they copulated she was just as energetic as before, just as demanding, just as fulfilling. He'd grown only more attached to her in the 8 months. It was torture, being so. Mom and dad would be mortified, to say the least, but we'd have to confide in SOMEONE!We couldn't quite agree (Glen and me) whether to let mom in on this, yet, until we were sure one of us was pregnant, but dad had been the schemer since day one, so we agreed that he was the best choice to confide in, and we cornered him.Mom was out at the beauty parlor and dad was watching golf on TV when we asked to speak to him.He looked me right in the eye, then did the same with Glen, then looked back and.