I never noticed this thing. I also watched the bedroom light of my wife (next room in the row) being on. Since there was no light in my room, I was in...the dark. I got suspicious, and peeded through the window of my wife’s bedroom, and saw her completely naked, changing her dress, and the boy was watching it so attentively that he seemed to have no sense.I thought,this could be un intentional.But it repeated almost every evening.By now I was sure, she used to enjoy being watched by the boy.After. One day, after she turned eight, I asked her if she wanted to "show bottoms", and she got angry at me and told me it was nasty. I never did figure out why she suddenly thought it was nasty, much less, why she was angry at me for asking her. Although I thought it was fun, I didn't think it was such a big loss, and the whole "showing bottoms" stuff was quickly forgotten.I was nine when my heart first got broken. My parents were getting divorced, and we were moving away. Of course, it hurt to know. There was always some pretty wild going-ons at their home.Our housemate was also going to the party. The housemate, my wife and myself had all enjoyed glorious three way sex many times and we had enjoyed other couples and singles being with the three of us. This time it was something totally different. Our host had told us there would be some couples and several single guys there including some of the black porn actors. We all looked forward to the party. My wife shaved her legs and pussy till. They separated again. Beth shook as she came, radiating pain and ecstasy. Taking advantage of Beth’s momentary lack of mobility, Béla closed, scoring on her sister several times, stabbing home the sharp blade into her pelvis and between her legs, finally wounding Beth beyond her ability to fight back. Beth sank to her knees, radiating intense agony and orgasmic overload.As Beth recovered, down on her knees but still holding her knife, Béla dropped down beside her. She threw back her arms,.