“Ooh, yes, yes, fuck your sister's cunt! Just pound that hot, tight hole!”“Pounding her hard, Mom!” growled Sean.“Mmm, I made that cunt you'...e fucking!” Mom moaned. “I birthed her! I made you both and now you're ramming your cock into her!”Sean slammed into me harder, his balls smacking against my clit. “You're not trying to hide your voice now, Mom,” he growled. “You're being so loud.”“Yes!” Mom screamed. “I want your father to hear you fuck your sister! You're making her moan into my pussy!. Once the last piece was placed into the chalice, she again raised the chalice to each direction, saving the West for last, and drank it down, allowing most of the elixir to spill out from the corners of her mouth and to drip down to her chest and exposed breasts. This was far more for show for the two flatmates than part of Moira's usual ritual, though it made her feel very good, and very sexy.Taking her cloak from the end of the bench, she placed it on the ground next to the bench, head to the. As she left, I caught a glimpse of her and studied her face. I, too,uncertain that the police gave a crap about me, got up and left, trailingher into the parking lot. She hurried past the cluster of cubicles andmade her way toward the front desk before finally exiting into the cold.I made my way to the edge of the parking lot while tracking her. Therewere too many cameras and people around for me to take off, but if I couldposition myself across the street, I might be able to follow her on. This short story describes how I handled the situation when I discovered my wife cheating. I think history indicates it was the right response and that I made the decision as unemotionally as possible based on where I wanted my life to go. Here’s my tale: I’ll tell you about my wife Kathy. She’s 24, stands 5’10’ at around 120 lbs. She has beautiful facial features and with her long, dark brown hair, nice breasts and shapely ass she is a knockout and I often wonder why she chose me as her mate..