Just as she started to hold up her hand to mine, I let the keys drop and they fell ... slow...I turned and left her standing on the snowy steps. I did...'t care who saw me. I didn't care what anyone thought. I had to get to the house and a little snow wasn't going to stop me.I could feel my body pumping, running, moving. The roads were slick, but not enough to make me go sliding past the turn. I got past the bridge, past the slow rise and saw a horrific sight, something no one should ever see.The. Memories of corndogs, funnel cakes, and Jacob squealing excitedly flooded her. With a smiling son at her side many days were filled with leisurely trips to farmer's markets, rodeos, and animal exhibits.Erin stood in her kitchen with her arms crossed tapping her foot on the floor. James was in her basement playing games with Jacob, Shawn, and Trevor. It had required every ounce of her self-control not to slap the boy the moment her entered her home. Slowly and with much trepidation she had come. I now creamed on his cock and wanted him to cum so badly inside of me, that I began to say nasty things about myself, hoping to make him shot it hard into me, which it worked as hot cum gushed from him and filled my insides making me cum again. Now both of us were spent and I rested in his lap for several minutes. Then he wanted me off as I stood up and I could feel cum running down my leg. Get your shit, because you need to go” he said. He got pants back on and told me to wait there as he. I drew my iPhone. I snapped off several still photos concentrating on Danielle's face and a few shots of the entire scene then I switch to video and march past the scene through the house talking as I go. I walk, video-taping the entire scene to a door on the second floor. I open the door and video tape my sleeping eight year old daughter.I close the door behind me and start to pack some of her clothes into a small suitcase in her closet. Just as I get as many clothes as I can fit into the.