She said that I would have about ten hours and that she would feed me lunch.I jerked off thinking of her as I fell asleep that night. I was up early a...d ate breakfast. I was out in our yard sitting on my bicycle when I saw his blue Ford go by. I peddled as hard as I could and in two minutes flat I was knocking on her door.Mrs. Smith opened it up and invited me in. She was wearing a short silk robe.Mrs. Smith said, “I’ve given this a lot of thought and I want you to take the pictures. In the mean time, Dave had crawled out from under her and got on his knees behind her. One shove and his manhood was buried in her soaking wet pussy. He held her hips and fucked her, hard and deep in rhythm with his brother. Dave looked at Stan. "This is one hot fucking bitch Bro." Stan gave him a thumbs up. "You can't get her pregnant so don't worry about filling her as full as you can with your cum." "We weren't bout to worry about that any way."Gloria was drooling out of her mouth and. .." clearly he was still discombobulated "We can live in the same clothes for a few days. I'm assuming that they are called ultra-lights because they don't have a lot of room for payload. We'll take just the bare essentials."Maybe Zeus was getting more 'combobulated' every second, because that sounded like a practical implementation plan. I did not think that 'combobulated' was even a word – but it should be. Its meaning seems clear. It's that state of mind before 'discombobulation' sets in .... For that also, I must pay. Our son hates me to this day and his hate has made my life a living hell. Every day he looks at me with eyes filled with accusation and contempt. He never speaks to me as his mother, and when you are not there, he speaks to me not at all. His hate is justified but it is also more than I can bear. For that you must forgive him as I have since my actions made him do this. But his hate pales in comparison to the hate I have for myself. I betrayed both of you David and.