I'd felt like I was standing on a precipice. But I had been in control.And then the car horn making me jump and-I had fallen from that precipice, spir...lling down into a black hole.My breathing strained again."Relax."A glass appeared in front of me and I grasped it, trying not to let hersee my trembling fingers. It didn't work. First the water started toripple. Then the glass actually shook.She held it in my hand calmly."It's okay," she said softly. "You're calming down now."She eased the glass. Her right hand moved down her stomach to her bush. Eddie watched, wide eyed. She slid one finger to her lips, sticking it in slightly, she spread her legs further apart.Eddie’s cock was throbbing. He reached down, and repositioned himself in his shorts. Snap, snap, snap, he clicked away with the cellphone. He was surprised she didn’t see what he was doing. Or seem to care if she did.Green. Sara pulled off but noticed her new admirer was stuck behind cars turning in the right lane. She needed to. Nor is cuckolding my thing, of course. I like having a gigolo. Have I ever deprived you of sex? I admit that I denied you an orgasm once, or rather let Connie and Mina do that. That was one time, as a punishment for past cruelty to our family. It's not my standard practice, however. The opposite is true, in fact, isn't it?"I like fucking you. I like seeing you fuck other women. It's fun. Surely, you can see past the anger and retribution that we showed that first day to how we have treated you. It’s her son. Jeremy.There’s a sudden burst of heat in her pussy that makes her gut clench with shame. It’s one thing to stay quiet and let an intruder touch her out of fear that they might do something worse. Really, Jessie’s seen enough horrible news stories from vulnerable women, beaten to the brink of death, to think that it might be better to just take it, and use a rape kit later. But fuck, it’s another to watch as her son lavishes over her cunt. Jeremy pushes close to it, just staring at.