I looked at her for a few minutes and she turned around and bent down to pick up her towel.this left me in full view of her anus, the crack was spread...due there the angle she was bent down at and her cute little butt hole was staring me in the face instinct kicked in again as i rammed my hard cock up her anal hole and its tightness made my cock feel superb wrong hole! wrong hole!” she cried out suddenlyI took my cock out, she stood up and slapped me in the face”that is the wrong hole you. Steven stopped the car before the huge iron gate, the headlights suddenly revealing his worst fears. Elyse hung from the gate, her arms outspread, her wrists tied to the heavy bars. She was naked, her alabaster skin glowing against the black night. Her head hung forward, her dark hair a solid, drenched curtain that hid her face from him. Steven stared, fixed to the steering wheel, searching desperately for a hint of life, one breath that might give him the strength to escape the suffocating. " My mind was blank. We both got quiet. "Is that spaghetti done?" I asked trying my hardest from crying. I stood up and walked into the kitchen. Bradyn got up and followed me. "Yeah, actually it should be." He said while walking past me. "You can sit at the island." He told me. I did as he said and watched as he drained, sauced and prepared the food with grace. He poured some sauce on my noodles and slid the medium plate towards me, and handed me a new glass of wine. I smiled and looked up him.. "His quick movement caught her completely off guard. His arms were around her, his mouth pressed to hers."Paul!!!!!!" she sputtered."Don't fight it Mom. It happened before, it can happen again. You love me Mom and I love you!" Yes but..."Her response was smothered by another kiss, this one more powerful, his tongue wanting entry into her mouth. She resisted."Paul, we can't..." Yes we can!" he said, one hand on her hip pulling her closer while the other sought her breast."Face it Mom. Dad's not.