I don’t know when my hand moved down her belly, I was moving my hand on her flat and firm tummy. She didn’t resist and I again lowered my hand int... her shorts. She didn’t had panty beneath her shorts, my index finger slid in her pussy crack which already was become sloppy by his semen and her juices. Her crack was now had widened because of that monster cock, she moaned in pleasure and I came to conscious.I pulled my hand from her shorts and my face turned red, what I was doing?? She just came. I'd had enough booze at that point to bluntly ask him if he liked what he saw. He very seductively said yes and lightly began rubbing my leg. My hardon must have really become even more obvious. I was concerned over what Judy thought when I turned and realized that she never returned from the restroom. He then shocked me reassuring me that my wife was all right. When I asked how he knew that he leaned over lightly kissed me on the neck and whispered in my ear that this entire night had been. Instead he was forced to resort to mastur- bating constantly. He felt that everyone was having sex except him. His brother Eric had been having sex since he was 15.Cory remembered that night well. He was 13 at the time. Their parents had gone out for the evening, leaving Eric and Cory alone. Then Eric told Cory that he had a girlcoming over, so Cory had to leave. Two hours later Cory returned home. He heard moaning coming from the bedroom upstairs. Suddenly it downed on him that his brother was. That’s how I found myself on some hillbilly road that morning, driving way too fast and thinking far too much. Getting off the interstate and roaring away on the back-roads had been my way of letting off steam and frustration in recent years, and had usually proven to be cathartic as well as infinitely more interesting than the tedium of the Thruway. After the car flew off the road upon hitting the sizable swell halfway around the bend, and I watched the imminent collision unfold, I felt no.