And, so help me God, if he wakes up, I'm fucking him."My video ended with Heather getting off the bed and closing the laptop, stopping the recording. ...y daughter had come in here while I was asleep...and touched my cock! I thought as I shot a heavy stream of cum on myself.I brought up the webcam viewer and looked in on Heather's room. She was awake, still laying in bed, scrolling through the screen on her phone. A minute later, my phone chimed. I guess you found your laptop. Ha. Sorry I forgot. Something uncomfortable and a flash of very bright light brought me into semi consciousness. I tried to reach back behind me and remove what was causing me pain, some one mumbled '...no you don't...' and my hand was brought back in front of me. I came too again as I was coughing to see a huge black penis squirting it's substance in my face and the sounds of laughter. The penis moved and another one with a bright red penile glans pressed against my lips. Fingers pinched my jaws till my mouth. She stated. We all walked back to Vicky who was now sitting up. She said, That was wonderful but I dont think Id do it more than once a year. I am really stretched open. She stood up then squatted down. As she did, we could see the sperm spurting out. She put her hands to her stomach and pushed like she was having a baby and the rest of the sperm came out of her. She caught some in her hand and rubbed it on her tits and asscheeks. They say sperm is like a hand lotion. It is suppose to keep. Her mouth would slowly open. Her eyes would widen and she'd blush furtively before glancing up to see if she were being watched. Then, she'd focus on the laptop again to repeat the cycle.She could be doing only one thing - reading an erotic story. And she was aroused.If her secret was reading erotica, mine was writing it. As I watched her in the terminal, a story bubbled in my mind.I knew she was married from the rings on her fingers. Did she have children? A lover? What did she and her husband.