Both sipped appreciatively. Neither spoke for a while. They were each seeking the right way to start the conversation, but neither could actually do i... – both were responders, rather than instigators. Finally, Anne smiled and said, ‘This is silly. We’re like two tongue-tied school-kids. Let’s just relax. How d’you like the wine?’ Smiling himself, Stan responded, ‘It’s lovely. How’d you know about it? I have very little idea about wine, I’m afraid – I just check the price and discard anything. I could only hold the mail and wait in silence to hear what he had to say. “Look, about the other day.” He seemed as embarrassed by it as I was, because his voice trailed off. I had to come to his rescue. “Look, forget about it. It was nothing.” I tossed my shoulders in a shrug and pretended I didn't care, unwilling to admit that I had spent the last three days crying because of his actions. “Yes, well.” He seemed at a loss for words, then turned and left. I'm afraid to say I cried again that. Once I had all seven-and-a-half inches inside her a paused for a minute to let her catch her breath before I started fucking her nice and slow. Then I started to increase the pace as I continued to fuck her. Looking over to Kathy, I saw that she was just sitting there watching, playing with herself, her fingers working themselves in and out of her hot pussy. “Oh yes fuck her.” She said when she saw me looking at her. All this really blew my mind. Here I was fucking my daughter while my wife. As you step out and steel yourself to the violence you have to commit you consider how that woman looked at you all day. [what the fuck man, stop thinking about the chick and get your mind right. People are dying here] you think to yourself as you move into position. “Mikey!! Tell me what’s going on man” you scream out to your team. Mikey gives you the news as a member of the village security catches a round in the head. You and your guys immediately opens up and moves in position. On cue 10.