” He said standing up. “You know what to do.”I did indeed know. But I could I do it? He smelt horrible. B O, tobacco and god knows what else. Ju...t the smell made me want to vomit. Then I opened up his zipper and the waft of filth rushed into my face. I had to turn away.“Get on with it you slag.”I pulled that stink wreathed member from it’s filthy cave and started to rub it lightly. As the foreskin went back I was greeted with white stinking cheese. Again I went to pull away but he gripped my. Show my slut wife how it's really done.The naked black kid knelt down, leaned back placing her hands on the floor, threw her head right back and swallowed Billie's entire eight inches."See Hunny, isn't she great. No, that's enough, I don't want to cum yet luv. Tell you what, want to see my wife take a couple of whisky bottles? Come on Hunny, up on the chair and spread em."Why was I doing this? Why was I letting him do this?" Come on Hunny, wider than that, come on, you know you can do it."I was. "Well, it will all be all right. I just know it." Linda said reassuringly. "I've got to call the kids and then call to see if we can get a flight." "If we can't get a flight we could always drive." Steve said with a chuckle. Linda didn't see the humor in it and shot him a stern look. The next day came and Steve and Linda got ready to leave the hospital. Linda packed the suitcases that she brought with her while the shift nurse helped Steve get ready. Linda had to make two trips down to the van. The CRACK was louder this time.Cindy was stunned. Neither of my parents ever hit us, not even spankings when we were little. She sat frozen, gaping at me, mouth wide open. I'd just wheeled the car onto the main drag when she finally got her voice back."YOU CAN'T HIT ME!" she screamed, in that fire alarm voice that always set my jaw on edge. "Y-you -- I'M TELLIN' MOM YOU DID THAT AN' YOU'RE GONNA GET -- mmmmppphh!"That last came because I'd leaned over a few inches, which my lap belt allowed me.