However, Marlene was conscious and was in considerable pain from her broken arm and her abused pussy. I guess that I was foolish, but the first thing ... did after assessing the damage to my two girls was to lean down and gently kiss Marlene.I used my cellphone to call 911 for EMS and cop support. The 911 dispatcher was all business when I told her what had happened and where we were. Apparently, the chief had meant it when he promised to revitalize the 911 service. I said that I would prop open. A wonderful velvet grip that squeezed my cock and drove every other sensation from my mind.All I could feel was my prick in her cunt - there was nothing else. I'm surprised I didn't come straight away, but somehow I did manage to exercise some control. Nevertheless after a few strokes it was clear that I couldn't hold out and even if I pulled out I was still going to cum. I gave one last thrust and then groaned as my prick jerked and jerked and fired several bursts of cum into Karen's virgin. Something about that voice was hauntingly familiar. I reached over andturned on my light. Suddenly the room fell silent. I actually got out ofbed and checked everywhere: under the bed, in the closet, out the window.Everywhere! I finally convinced myself that I must have been dreaming. Icrawled back into bed and turned out the light. I half expected the wholeepisode to play itself out all over again. It didn't. I cautiously fellback to sleep.Thursday passed in a blur. I was beyond pleasantly. I wasn't crazy about that. Audrey was divorced and lived a pretty wild life as far as I was concerned. She was constantly changing boyfriends. I couldn't keep up with them; but then I had no reason to try, I really didn't like her.Even so, I never tried to come between her and my wife, Linda. Looking back, maybe that was a mistake, I don't know. All I do know is that she was instrumental in convincing my wife to rip my heart out.Linda and I had been married for seventeen years. We had a fifteen.