It’s not because I don’t love you. It’s because I’m a really horrible person.”“Because you’re cheating on me and you love someone else.�...�“No! I don’t love any one else and I am not having sex with anyone else.”“Really? And I should believe you why?”“Because it’s true.”“Deb, if you had made that argument last week, I would have believed you, no questions asked, but not now.”“Why not now?”“Pills.”“Shit. Mick, I told you I’m a horrible person. I...”“Before you say that you are taking them to. The feast they laid on was stupendous, but I missed a couple of dad’s specialties that I hadn’t had in years, but maybe he would save some for me. They were going to mom’s sister’s house and dad was making a green bean casserole and a carrot cake to take along. There was no curfew during the holidays, so Don and Brenda got to spend another night on the hide-away. Before we left for the Christmas holidays, dad and I did a brake job on Robin’s car, as well as putting on snow tires and. At least Gwen knew it was up, even though she couldn't see it all, since her mother was kneeling between his legs, equally as naked, and was hungrily slurping and sucking on his cock, her hands busily jerking on the small bit of the pole at the base that she hadn't managed to cram down her busily swallowing throat."Oh my God!" Gwen muttered, her eyes locked on the incredible sight."Hey, sshhh! Not so loud!" Bill said in a hissing whisper, grabbing her by the shoulders and yanking her away from. My father was on nightshift and mother was to visit the cinema with a friend so I was packed off back upstairs to finish my home work, no chance! the book was soon open. I savoured the moment, thrilled as I just looked at the cover as I slowly undressed, imagining that all the lovelies were watching my every move. My meat was stiff and pointing to the ceiling as I lay and went through the pages one by one, blonds, brunettes and a couple of chestnut red beauties all showing themselves, legs.