Right after the bacon and eggs had been consumed, and the plates had been cleaned up, the other three switched to their own swimsuits. Unsurprisingly,...Sue wore a very modest one-piece, a ‘sensible’ suit she had purchased after Harry had died, a suit meant to be worn by cloistered nuns, and completely unlike the strings and thongs her husband had been in favor of. On the other hand, her daughter, Taylor, had no compunctions against wearing a sexy bikini, and she showed more skin than either of. It was during one of these wanks that the idea came to me. As I laid on my daughters bed, eagerly licking her friends knickers, smelling and tasting her gorgeous young cunt, I was thinking “my god you horny little bitch, I want you sucking my cock and swallowing my sticky spunk”..... Then the idea just formed in my head “oh yea” I thought “you fucking horny stuck up little cow, you will fucking eat my cum” With that, I wrapped her knickers round my cock and shot off into them, putting them back. I started licking and she went taut. Her legs suddenly wrapped around my back and she started moaning again. I've heard people say that pussies taste salty. This didn't. It tasted like nectar, so sweet. I continued and she got more animated then suddenly a small spurt came onto my face. I thought she had pissed on me but she said "Sorry Steve ! God You've made cum so fast. Oh My !".My face reddened and I naively said "I'm so sorry I didn't mean to". She laughed."Back up here" She said and. .." It was her husband, Tony. Some street punk had pulled a gun on him and fired during a routine traffic stop. The bullet entered his stomach, missed his vital organs, scraped along his spine, and exited through his back. Angela was reminded off those events- the worst day of her life- every time she saw him confined to the wheelchair. He was paralyzed from the waist down. His once strong body had atrophied over the last two years, his legs withering, his stomach bulging out, only his arms.