He didn’t react as I approached but just kept looking at me, expression strangely troubled. It wasn’t until I reached out to touch him that he gra...bed my hand and squeezed it. He was freezing.“Hey baby,” he said.“Are you…?” I touched his face. His beard scratched my fingers. I brushed snowflakes off his eyebrows. “Paul,” I said. “We all thought you were dead. Even Shawna!” I was babbling.“I know,” he said. “I was away.”“Away?” I shook my head. “It’s been more than a year. What happened to you?. She pauses and turns. "Oh, by the way - we know about the cameras in the poolhouse". She smiles and adds "We each want a copy of us being fucked in the poolhouse. Hmmm ... that means you get to fuck me again for the camera". She turns and leaves me dumbfounded - standing in the poolhouse with a rapidly wilting cock.The night progresses and the BBQ is done - the girls don their bikinis and head into the pool. Cory drags me into the pool too; and a game of tag starts. My wife has gone inside to. Now all mums expect to see little pitta patta of feet running around don’t we at one point of our lives well I knew that was never going to happen but all mothers hope. So the day she said she wanted to come out I was there I cried for the first few days but I got used to it and she told me in confidence that she was still a virgin to other women even to both sexes what had she been doing all this I thought so one night after I had just taken a shower and then I walked in to her room and saw. The leggy, coffee-with-cream colored, young woman covered the city blocks with a stride that rivaled any mans. She was blessed with her fathers height and her mothers beauty. Even in her uniform and hat covering most of her short black curls, her good looks and curves refused to be hidden. Jaleesha had been conceived by her Columbian-born mother and African-American father prior to his being deployed overseas. Her father died, killed by a road-side bomb in Iraq, without ever knowing she had.