He kept it fast ,so fast i was afraid i would fall. But his hand never left my breasts. I was in paradise. I licked the rain that rolled down to my li...s. My hands clung on to the railing. My feet were nowhere near the ground.Chris held the lower part of me. He held it high enough to insert his dick in me. I was being fucked by a African American and I was enjoying every bit of it. He turned me to face him. His hands now holding my ass. My elbow on the railing top. He was wearing his shirt his. “Yes. I love them both. I love them in different ways, but yes, I love them both.”Sitting next to Veronica in her warm bed, I screwed my eyes tight shut. Hoping this was some kind of nightmare from which I’d soon awake. It was bad enough that we’d gotten our life and marriage into this hugely complicated tangled web, but to now blow the covers off and open up this to the whole wide world was something else. They may not have known all the sordid details, but our grown-up kids knew the outline. "I look awesome with an MP-5!" Finn admired the image. "I'm gonna cover our tracks and keep this picture forever by taking the security system hard drive," he said as he tore into a nearby server rack.Liv walked over to the burning joint and picked it up. "Remember kids." She held it between her fingers. "Smoking kills; it gives away your position! But it smells so good." She took a drag without even thinking about it. As Liv exhaled, she examined the rolled paper resting between her fingers.. She cupped her hand, letting her piss pool in the palm, then lifted it to her face, washing about her cheeks. Cupping her palm again in the stream, she lapped at it like a puppy dog, giggling and feeling very wicked.She was glad Billy enjoyed pissing. She was glad he pissed on her cunt and up her ass and into her mouth. She was glad he enjoyed letting her piss on him, and in his face. There was something intensely exciting about pissing and watching it splash into her son's face, or having him.