The caption read CAR CRASH SCENE, and it showed a the crunched car meshed with the tree; however you could also see the rescue squad and other volunte...rs carrying two sheet covered gurneys to the waiting hearse. I realized that the twins freshly dead bodies were in those sheet covered gurneys being taken to the funeral home. I suddenly could imagine their clothing being removed and them lying nude in the funeral home. My cock suddenly became painfully hard in my pants.My parents were already. Guiding hands – urging fingers – sibilant whispers. A reluctant awareness as the leather slides over wrists… ankles… neck… and the dip of her waist. Standing against the vertical poles, the polished stone pressing gently into the curve of tender ass. Heavy eyelashes fluttering downward in a silky dance of purest jet as the frame – the woman frame – is lifted by strong hands. The world tilts, a sharp gasp, as the poles slip into their place within stone columns. White gauze drapes the altar –. I never really liked it much, but she did and holy shit did it make her horny. After we did the coke, we had some beer that I brought up and before we knew it we were back to sucking face and groping each other, this time was different. While I was lying on top of her, I began to squeeze her tits, I reached up under her shirt and began to massage be breast through her bra. Her hands found their way to my crotch and she began to rub her hands on the outside of my pants. I couldn't take it any. Well, I became whatever the female equivalent is – ‘cock struck’ might be a useful phrase. I would do anything to keep my young lover in my bed and in my body.It was like a drug; an addiction I simply couldn’t break. In truth it was an addiction I didn’t want to break!My sex life with my husband which had already been failing now became non-existent. Apart from being constantly exhausted, I daren’t let Colin anywhere near me after Richie had had his way; the signs of recent sex on my body would.