One day, the magic happened. A relative was admitted to the hospital so everybody had gone to visit. There was nobody in the house, so naturally, I wa... hoping something would happen. So she was sweeping and cleaning the house and we were chit chatting.Once she was done, she had to leave but neither of us wanted to the other to leave. So I asked her, “do you have to go?”. She made up something saying she has to wait for her sister to come and I said okay, why don’t you sit down until she turns. She opened her legs as he lay between them.Once again she felt the heat rise. He was a very generous lover, he loved to give her pleasure. His tongue moved over her wet lips like a thousand butterflies. He knew exactly how to please her. Sucking and biting her hard wet clit, she came in seconds, again her cunt flowing, once again he drank from her, she was ready for him.He kissed his way back to her, but with more urgency now. She knew he couldn't wait any longer to have her.She parted her legs. I held it up to the camera and shook it around. I packed the other parts back into the machine and reluctantly put my nasty penis away, glistening sexual fluid and housewife titty milk still evaporating along its length. On my video recorder, there is space for two SD cards, which is really handy for making and leaving copies of this sort of action. Along with a copy of the video I just made, I put a video like the one I was watching a moment earlier. I slapped a preprinted sticker on to. ”“Not really,” Beck said. “It still doesn’t change what happened, just how you look at it.”“It DOES change how I look at it. If you were high during most of those events, I can’t hold it against you. It wasn’t your choice to start getting high. Someone did that to you. The changes in your personality come with the territory.”“You’re just forgetting about it?” Lana asked, stunned.“Not forgetting,” I said gently. “I’m lifting blame for things that were done while you weren’t in control. I suspect.