I saw that lust in her eyes. Unable to further hold myself back I sat beside her, I took her face in my hand and started kissing her forehead my hands...moving through her black long hair, I started moving my lips further down, kissing her brown eyes, her face had become red, I moved my finger on her nose her lips, and further down on her neck moving down towards her cleavage, slowly I unbuttoned her blouse. She herself removed the blouse, she was kissing me madly all over, I told her to stand up. .. She was whimpering, she needed this orgasm, her body had to have the release ... She could feel the orgasm starting, that familiar wave of hot pleasure.“OH FUCK!” she cried out as she came. “OH FUCK YES!!!! OH MY GOD!”The pleasure was so intense, she felt herself losing consciousness, when she realized where she was, Ken was sitting up between her legs, a huge grin on his face – his very wet face! He was covered in her juices, but Cristine didn’t care, she pulled him up, kissing him, tasting. I wasn’t exactly thrilled with the idea of having strange men fucking in my house, and it kind of sucked thinking that she’d be fucking other guys other than me (and her husband). But, as if she read my mind, she told me if she came over she’d make it worth my while by letting me watch…or maybe more.So the following Saturday the doorbell rang, and I let Anna into my home. Anna had told me she’d tell the men I was her boyfriend and was into watching, which is not too far from the truth, and. ‘What the fuck!?’ I was angry, scared, and confused. Through all my struggle I somehow saw a tiny bright light make it’s way to Alex and I cried out in horror when I looked back down at him, his body was half gone and the rest of him was slowly vanishing as if he didn’t exist. He saw what was happening and looked at me with the most saddest, frightened eyes ever. We reached for each other again, both of us crying in hopelessness when I heard a clear voice calling out to me. ‘Carla. Carla, wake.