I’ll pull these straps or whatever out of the damned wall. I’ll rip them apart. He’s got the rim of the glass to my lips, my mouth is clenched s...ut. He’s tilting it, pouring. Water runs down my chin, neck, down over my shoulders and tits. I can’t fit what’s happening into any picture I’ve seen before. I’m so thirsty but won’t drink. I hate my husband, this lovely man who’s cared for me beyond what anyone could ever even ask for, let alone expect, for far too long. My nipples are hardening as. Right. that's equal. FACT:EVERYONE on here wants to stick something in someone or have someone stick something in them. man or woman. Okay.EVERYONE on here want to lick, suck, nibble, munch, slobber, pinch, poke, hit , squezze, milk, and or rub on someone else body parts. as well as having that done to them So if you can open your mouth, ass, pussy, and pee pee hole for whatever sexual pleasure you like. then you can open you mind to people of a sexual orientation. Gawd you don't have to sleep. And the one image that wouldn’t leave was of my son pumping his sperm into me. ***************************** I heard Danny finish his shower, gave him some time to get to his room, and then took mine. I let the hot water try to soak all the pain and indecision and guilt and sadness away. Of course, it didn’t work. In my bedroom, I was about to put on some panties and a robe. That’s when i heard ‘Mom.’ I turned and there was Danny … naked. And, here I was … naked. We had both seen each other. They were close friends, and although neither of them ever admitted to the other; they were both curious about sharing sex with each other. They had gone to school together, they lived across the road from each other and their parents had been friends for as long as Zain could remember. Katie was a quiet girl. She was beautiful with shoulder length curly blonde hair, green eyes, and pale skin. Whereas Zain was dark haired with tanned skin and dark brown eyes. Zain, as any male would, sometimes.