She poured some of the cum into her coffee. She couldn't believe she was sitting it her kitchen with her daughter drinking cum laced coffee. She drank...the coffee but she couldn't look at Amy. Lisa and Amy talked about school and except for the throbbing nipples, sand papered ass and pussy and drinking cum laced coffee it was a normal dinner conversation.After dinner Lisa and Amy went into the living room leaving Mary to clean up. Amy used to clean up after dinner but now she is Lisa's friend. He told me to open his hole by ripping his slit apart. With not much of a struggle, his anal ring opened and allowed my cock head to just glide in easily.“Aaaahhh, God; it is too big”, he almost cried, “but it feels so good too”. He said while gasping. Soon we established the pace and the rhythm as I was moving into him and he was pushing back on my cock. I am sure the pain sting was gone and now he was demanding for a harder fucking of his ass. My massive cock was apt for it and we were in an. .. Wait! ... You're missing the point ... WAIT. Brian regained consciousness yesterday, and one of the first things he did, was ask if we knew how Jennifer was doing..."Nope ... He's right here, but quite weak, so keep in mind that he might simply pass out while you're talking ... What? ... No. The doctors say Brian died at least twice, while they worked on him ... Yes. It was quite horrible, not to mention frightening, bloody, and the things nightmares are made of..."It was horrible, Sherrie.. I agree with Ryleigh, but me?" We took our seats on the plane, and settled in hand in hand. I looked out the window, before I turned to him. Looking into his eyes I said, "Yes, you have your moments." "Fair enough... so changing topics, you know Vegas is the marriage capital of America, right?" "I didn't know it was called that, no. Got something up your sleeve?" "No, in my pocket." "Joel, we've been over this," I said sternly. I had previously made it clear, I had no desire to get remarried. .