She wasn't driving drunk, you were. Don't you think killing her was punishment enough for her already?" I didn't kill her, she was in an accident, and...she died. Don't go around saying that I killed her."I had had enough of that asshole. Christ! It isn't like we were having a difference of opinion about correct semantics or something. The girl was dead as a direct result of Walter driving while drunk, and flipping my truck over, on a road where no one else was driving.How did he expect to. After a bout on the floor wrestling she always had such a smile. I was always busy trying to get out of the room with out the whole world seeing my erection. We would spend time in her room watching her small TV together. Since her room was little and our family poor, we would have to sit or lay on her small twin bed. She normally shared this room with two other of my five sisters. My older brother and I shared another room. So time alone was very rare. By the time I was eighteen & she was. " She orgasmed, clamping her legs around my hand.As her orgasm subsided she relaxed her legs and I went to remove my hand but she stopped me and said that I must continue. Knowing her clitoris would be very sensitive now I concentrated on the area around it and kissed her furiously. As the next boat came by she came again and this time she begged me to make love to her."I want it here," she said moving behind where a branch jutted forward from the log. She leant over the log inviting me to have. It only took him a minute before he came with all the images flashing through his mind; his mom naked in her nylons and high heels, how she was fucked in the garage by his step dad, but most of all how she put him in her ass and wanted it that way put him over the top.He wiped himself off, pulled the covers up, and fell asleep as his mind was parsing through all of the images, sounds, and behaviors he was gathering about his mom.The next morning he got up and made his way downstairs. He could.