I reached out to gently stroke his member, feeling it get hotter and twitch into life as I rolled it around between my fingers. Meanwhile, he reached ...ut and grabbed my now fully engorged cock and ever so slowly rubbed my shaft up and down, putting in a little twist at the end of each stroke, making my whole lower body tingle in excitement. As we were slowly fondling each other, it didn't take long for my companion's cock to reach it's full length. He was probably only about five inches in. Jim was in a trance – he couldn’t quite believe it. His mother turned around and went back into the changing room, leaving the curtain open. She removed the tee shirt and cupped her naked breasts, smiling at him in the mirror as she rolled her nipples between thumb and forefinger. Jim swallowed, he had a huge boner on now and as his mother closed the curtain to get changed he looked around desperately for somewhere to hide his tenting shorts. He also kept an eye out for his father – surely he. My wife, the love of my life, the person I pledged to love forever was dead. My precious daughters, the ones I was supposed to keep from all harm were gone as well. You aren’t supposed to bury your children. No father should have to identify two tiny five year old bodies. No husband should have to identify the shattered remains of his wife. The accident was a freak thing. A dump truck driver had a stroke and died behind the wheel of his truck. My wife and children were walking down the sidewalk. They look at me, relieve me of the glasses and resume their conversation. He seems pleasant enough, but I can see his eyes darting down to her cleavage and finally he takes his arm off my wife and just stands there staring at her heaving breasts. She makes no attempt to stop him and smiles malevolently, fully aware that he is sizing her up as a sexual conquest.“More drinks? You’re my husband’s guest tonight,” she giggles.This time when I turn back with the drinks, his arm is round her waist. I.