She picked up her fork and gathered herself together. Her inside were a jumble of a twitching mass of flesh.“Are you going to the Theater again Nanc...?”“I’m not sure Dad. I’ve been having a difficult time lately. Tommy – well- he – I mean-”“What has he done to you Nancy? If he has hurt you then I’ll beat the hell out of that kid! I had a lot of respect for him but it sounds like he’s just like all of the boys! Only wants to get his prick into a girls -”“Stop, Dad! Tommy and I are still friend’s. Dad and Genzo (Kimiko’s father) took an instant liking to each other. He was constantly over at Genzo’s house ostensibly to keep out of mom’s and Kimiko’s hair, but really so the two men could share stories about life in Japan and in California. But each evening, we all got together as an extended family to share dinner and conversation. It was at one of these dinners that Ai asked my mom what it was like being married to a nissei (second generation Japanese). ‘Well Ai, you must understand. As I gained more consciousness I could not believe what my ears where hearing. My wife was being fucked by Kevin I sat there contemplating what to say. But now words came out. She was begging him to fuck her. And I could tell from the sound he was obliging her I was distraught but strangely aroused by the thought of the massive rod I had seen earlier buried deep in my wife. My frustration from earlier in the day and my semi lucid state I found myself stroking my cock I could make out my wife’s. "Dave!" said Mae behind him.His mind raced as to how to explain what he was doing. He was instinctively embarrassed that he had been caught looking at such a site at work. Just as suddenly he realized that he wasn't the one getting caught, he was the one doing the catching!. He turned to see Mae, her face flushed with embarrassment, her mouth slightly open as she tried to form an explanation."Hey Mae," he said teasingly, "I was testing out your monitor and some strange links started showing up,.