I tried to carry her to her bed, but she started to panic so I let her sleep. Tears ran down my face as I watched her. I'd killed him and I couldn't e...en tell her I was sorry or they would kill her too.I went into my parents room and opened their closet door. I reached in and pulled down the .357. Its silver frame reflected the bedroom lights. The Oak grips were polished to perfection. It would be so easy. I wouldn't have to look into her face, the face that loved me, knowing that I had hurt. After a brief pause, two cool hands, coated with soft cream, circled my cock. They worked up the base to the tip, smearing the cream around every inch of my hard-on. As the fingers worked, William talked. As Breigha has her fun… please, lets not get too carried away, dear, Peter doesnt look like he has a lot of self-control left…. let me tell you what is happening, Peter. Im standing behind your wife, my friend, my hands around her front and in her crotch, playing with that sweet cunt I just. Turning back to me, she unfastened the top buttons of her tight blouse, showing even more of her bodacious ta-tas. Mr. Wiggly also showed himself again, now standing at full (seven inch) attention as if the national anthem was being played. Pulling up my gown, she raised her eyebrows at my obvious appreciation of her charms. "Nice..." she sighed, lowering her mouth to my member.I couldn't believe how warm her mouth was as it surrounded my cock, sucking, nibbling, up and down. I closed my. “Fuck me, daddy. ” I whispered as he continued sucking my little nubs. I parted my legs as daddy positioned himself between my thighs. I felt the tip of his cock separating my cunt lips. I wrapped my legs around his waist in anticipation of his cock preparing to plunge deep into my pussy. I giggled with delight as I felt his hard dick slide inch by inch into my virgin vagina.“If mom could see us now… ” I thought. Daddy was fucking my cunny with slow, deliberate.