”“While I am gone, paying the price for your insane craziness, think about how incredibly stupid you have been. Think about how our marriage might...possibly survive.”She quickly turned and walked out the door, followed by Diego, who carefully shut it behind him. Waiting at the Escalade, Carlos opened the rear door for her, revealing a custom made interior. There was no second row of seats, and the area where the third row was originally, had been replaced by a semi circular black leather couch. "We didn't use anything. I'm scared. We're scared."Her Mom sighed. She didn't yell. Didn't curse. Her face didn't fill with anger. She just ... sighed. Mom's hands reached out, taking Vicky's shoulders and drawing her daughter in for a hug. Vicky's head found itself between her mom's breasts. They were warm, comforting."It's OK," her mother whispered. "They're awake downstairs?" Vicky nodded. "OK. Let's go down and talk."Kevin watched Mrs. Miller as she sat on the floor in front of their. I poured the glasses while I listened to her piss as she hadn't closed the bathroom door. For some reason this sent a strange shiver up my spine. It also reminded me that I had to pee. Walking to the bathroom I could see inside her room and could see her changing but was disappointed that, because of the angle I couldn't make out any detail. I followed her lead and left the door open as I whipped out my penis and urinated.We met back at the couch and I took her cue and got more comfortable. Using his legs he pushed mine together and said, don't move. Moving his hips I felt his dick move up and down my stomach. As he moved quicker he said softly, thats it. Stay right there. Throwing his head back he grunted, and I felt his dick swell up before his hot sperm sprayed between us. He humped my stomach till his dick stopped throbbing. Wiping us off he climbed under the sheets. When I laid down he told me to lay on my side away from him. Turning, Jerry grabbed me and pulled me tight.