God, now even her dreams were fucking over her. She turned to Barry's side of the bed, but he wasn't there. A glance at the bedside clock showed that ...t was 3a.m. Where was he? Through the bedroom door she saw flickering light from the direction of the den and she got up and walked to it. There was Barry, jacking off again, watching a videotape of Susan sucking the dick of one man while a young man was fucking her from behind. Actually, she thought, he was fucking me in my behind. The tape was. When I came back Opening the door , I Culdnot find any one at dinning space. I bolt the door and went towards my bed room. after proceeding some distance I heard my wife’s refusing voice and my friend’s requesting one. I got my self hidden behind the open door of my bed room and wathing yhe scene in side my bed room, where my wife was sitting on bed and my friend was standing in front her holdinr her both shoulders with his both hands. My friend first requested my wife to give him kiss what she. The girl’s father had been /very/ thankful, he had handed them a small fortune and simply signed over the unit - my parents had been embarrassed, they hadn’t planned on asking for anything.Debbie still worshiped Daddy. Worshiped Daddy in a way Mom wasn’t entirely comfortable with, it had been cute when she was five but fifteen’s a very different matter; Seventeen would be even worse. I’d actually talked with the girl about it - no way was Mom broaching that topic; Debbie had definite dreams. I bought the '51 Mercury two door when I was 12 instead of 16: Daddy bought a Mercedes ... such are the rewards of a life of ... well, heck.I mean, off track betting IS illegal in Michigan. However, Mom positively loved playing Bingo at the Catholic Church, she was heart broke when the Sheriff closed down the games.The '51 and I had a wonderful time. In 3 days it was a hollow shell ... no interior, motor, transmission or glass. I studied Hot Rod Magazine ... there was a complete article on.