I remember lying down on top of her and prying her legs apart. Then I remember that I placed my erection at her opening and rammed it into her, all i... one shot. I remember her crying out in pain and I remember her lying there under me crying real tears and not moving at all. I remember shooting my load into her womb and pulling out and I remember walking to the pool house and closing the door behind me. I remember the feeling after I had calmed down, the terrible feeling of remorse and. My body searching for release. I was a million miles away. My orgasm was building, approaching fast. I was out of control rubbing, touching and feeling myself… Oh my god I’m almost there. My moans and muffled squeals were almost uncontrollable! “Mom!” Vince’s voice broke in. I was so close and couldn't stop now. My body shuttered in explosive climax. “Oh my god,” I thought, in panic. Vince had come home early from his buddy’s house and was standing right next to me at the side of my bed.. He slipped the bag over her head it was a clear bag and we outside could see her face clearly. He eased the belt, then asked “if she was ready?” She looked deep into my eyes once more then deliberately said that” she was, please sir.” My fingers played with her clitoris, she was already responding as he slid the bag closer to her neck, then slid the belt over it pulling it close and making the bag a seal. Her eyes still on mine the bag began to flex in and out as the air was expelled and. Once again Vivienne drove us home. I was somewhat unsteady on my feet, and went straight to a bed that seemed to be pitching in a rough sea every time I closed my eyes. I staggered to the bathroom and wasted good beer retching into the lavatory bowl. Then I slept.On Thursday morning I awoke feeling perfectly healthy. I breakfasted, showered and shaved, and drove to work, wondering idly in the rush hour traffic if I was still over the drink drive limit. Jenny and I sorted out a few problems with.