As Colin got well into his rhythm I moved back to better observe his thrusting buttocks as he fucked my wife, his body flexing as he delved deep into ...er cunt, prompting cries of delight that I knew from previous times only served to hasten his orgasm, my sense of anticipation rising with every thrust as I knew that he was approaching his moment of extreme pleasure. It came as Bernice grunted and groaned into her fourth or fifth orgasm and this clearly proved too much for Colin and he too. The bag lady clutched her cheap bottle of whisky tighter in her cold chapped hands, afraid that the numbness would cause her to drop the bottle and lose the meagre happiness and relief it brought to her meaningless existence. She needed something to combat the cold ache in her bones. 'Christmas spirit' she thought to herself and cackled loudly, which soon turned into a coughing fit, drawing disgusted stares from the multitude of shoppers rushing down Main Street, eager to complete their last. Willie lived about 45 minutes from me, but the drive ended up being worth it. On arrival, Willie greeted me in the front yard of her home. When I say "greeted me," it was NOT with a handshake, but a very big hug (remember in Part #1 of this story I said she was strong). We made eye contact, and she led me into her house.Willie's decorating was not to my taste, but it was consistent with her attitude toward life. Her decor was quite Bohemian, with nothing really matching anything else. It wasn't. I was so busy at college, that I didn't really miss him. I also got a boyfriend now, and don't want to cheat on him. I'd better stay away from my horny cousin Chad.Jeremy was busy the next night, so I went home. Chad was there to see if I was home. I couldn't get away quick enough before he saw me. Dad had already left to go fishing, so it was just me and Chad there. I turned and walked towards the door to go upstairs, when I felt his strong hand on my arm."Where do you think you're.