"And with that, he began to waddle closer to the bench I was laying down on. With a few more strokes and a "FUCK" he came. His cum shot out of his coc... like a gun and splattered on the wall next to me. The secondary streams came out and landed on my chest, mixing with my already spewed cum. He fell to his knees from exhaustion next to me. "Shit, that was one of the best orgasms of my life." he told me.With that, he placed his hand on my abs and began to swirl it around in the pool of cum. He. .. I don't... know who I am!" She screamed and started shaking her head and thrashing her arms about wildly. "I can't remember anything!"She tried hard to, but her mind was blank, she felt so frustrated."A bike?" she said, "something about the bike."The thought of the bicycle gave her an uneasy feeling. She thought she remembered something pertaining to it but she became agitated and didn't know why. She felt so confused. No matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't remember!"Lie down. Let. The room was dimly lit but I could see the guy standing beside the bed and my wife sitting on the bed. He had his erect cock out and she was holding the shaft as she was sucking it like only she does. She likes to hold it, lick the underside length, let her tongue lick the pre-cum before she takes it all in deep throating it. He motioned me to close the door which I did and watched as she was sucking this strangers cock. It was amazing to watch this and I was turned on by the sight of it. She. The tears in his eyes fogged his vision as the portrait unscathed by the incident. ‘Why?’ Tristan asked as he collapsed onto the floor. He curled up into a ball onto the hardwood tiling below his bed. Amy was again in the dark. Strange noises filled her ears. They became louder and louder until she finally couldn’t take anymore and screamed as loud as she could. No one could hear her. She was alone inside the vastness of her mind. The outside world began to come into audible focus. She heard.