He killed them."Later, I met a teenager. He and his sister were left at home when their parents went for groceries. When they didn't come back and he ...aw me, they asked if I would go with them to find out what happened. We found their dad dead and their mother in the back room of the grocery store shot and sexually abused. The abuser got them when they came into the back after I told them to wait outside. The gunman made the mistake of shooting them rather than me because I was sneaking up on. Even though it was just a few minutes after we started, Suzie and I were close to our ultimate climax...The story about how this started is still amazing to me. I didn't plan it. Still, I wouldn't trade it for the world!It all started three years ago. At least it did for my daughter. I had a habit of sleeping late on Saturday mornings. My wife was an early-riser, so she would wake up and then send one of the kids to get me up sometime later. My son, Robbie, was 6 and my daughter was 9 at the. There he found his lovely wife spread on the bed, dripping with spunk, scrawled on in black marker pen and looking like a porn slut after a gangbang movie shoot.I thought for a moment that he might cry at the shock of the sight of his darling wife but his descent into cuckoldry was confirmed when he simply said “thank you Sir” to me. I told him to lie on the bed and for Hayley to mount his cock. He was as hard as a rock as he slid inside her soaked hole and I mounted her from the rear for her. "Drea, I can't let you leave without getting your number". I told him to use it with purpose. We shared a laugh and I didn't hear from Bryan until the following weekend. I found out that Bryan was from LA and was visiting my part of Cali for the weekend. We talked quite frequently and he turned out to be such a gentle man. The first time we had the conversation that would change his world and mines was late night, he asked me, "What are your do's and don'ts when it comes to sex?".The question.