Even the physical memory was still fresh. I could feel the damn thing hitting me.It took a while to try to deal with the emotional impact. I sat down ...n the couch and let myself cry, hugging a throw-pillow, biting the edge to keep from making too much noise, not that anyone would hear me.I didn't want her to hear me scream. If she could hear me scream, or cry or sob, she would know how thoroughly she had gotten to me.Of course, Mom lives half a continent away. There was no way she would know.. He will slip-up, so tread lightly or youwill go down alongside him if you don't get blamed for everything in anattempt to save his own skin."Taylor and Vince left after obligatory pictures with the Simpsons so thekids could show off just who the group had met. Once in his privateoffice downstairs, Vince sighed deeply and confessed to her, "If itwasn't for Wally I'd say my time with his mom was a waste. She deservedbetter than the flak she got for having Wally. His father was a saintfor adopting. It seemed a bit odd that she would ask about you and I the way she did.” “I only told her what you told me. You know, about the previous music tours…” “Michelle,” I broke in. “I only told you about my previous experience yesterday, remember? I don’t recall ever having told you about them previously.” The only sound I could hear at this time was the sound of the car as it moved along the road. “I know you told me yesterday, in detail I mean. But I distinctly remember you mentioning that you had. My climax approached quickly, so I rammed into her as deeply as I could and waited for my cock to start spurting.That must have been what Kayla needed because she immediately cried out in sexual agony and locked her legs tightly around my waist.Just as my cock began to shoot off, Kayla groaned and bit my lip as her orgasm swept through her body.“Oh FUCK! I’m cumming!” she cried.It seemed like my cock spurted for a full minute as my balls and prostrate emptied. I felt her pussy muscles tighten.