” She stood and stepped away from him.“Crystal -- wait. Please hear me out and then I’ll leave you alone.”She sat on the bench. “All right. ...inish what you started to say.”“In the funeral scene when George was grieving ... those were real tears, Crystal. I was imagining how I would feel if I lost you the way George lost her. It all came out like a volcano.” He brushed a tear from his face. “I’m still feeling it.”“Oh, God, Richard. PLEASE stop.”“I know you told me you don’t want a. "Randy, I thought Jeff was with you." No, he said he was going to Kurt's house."After Kathy hung up the phone, she thought, "Jeff is going to Kurt's house! Kurt's house is the one down the street that the beer just went into! My teen-aged son is going to a party with drinking!"She looked down the street at the line of cars in front of Kurt's house. The party had been going on for hours now. Kathy started to fume. Not only did she not approve of her son drinking, she didn't even like him. The woman then did the same, putting her wet pussy right in my face. Unable to resist, I slid my long fingers between her wet pussy lips, spreading them wide before sticking my tongue deep inside her. She moaned very loudly not only with my tongue buried deep in her sweet pussy, but because she had got her mouth wrapped around her husband’s big hard cock. My face was buried deep into her pussy, when I felt Victor slamming his hard dick into my wet cunt; very hard and deep.This time, he made me. She knew that with every step, every shift of position, Cindy was being stimulated repeatedly, relentlessly. Linda looked around, enjoying the delightful view of the sky, the ocean, the nearly-naked bodies -- many beautiful, many not so beautiful. She knew people stared at them. It excited her. Even more exciting that they had no idea of the power she held over Cindy. The power they agreed would last a year. And that year was coming to an end.They reached the gate to the private stairway,.