"I had a job. The sheriff didn't consider bigamy too serious a crime. I guess he had a girlfriend as well as a wife. You see, I did some accounting fo... the sheriff while I was incarcerated. Anyway, I worked for one of the church missions near the jail. The sheriff suggested to the padre that I be employed to straighten out some of the mission's finances. I thought a few bucks earned wouldn't do any harm in case I got put in jail again. I really do want to stand by the three young kids I have. On the fifth day, I rolled out of bed, making sure that he was well-tucked in, and went to the kitchen to make a coffee for myself and a nice big thick steak for him.It was while the steak was sizzling that I heard a sort of thump from the bedroom upstairs. I quickly put the frying pan off the heat, turned off the stove, and rushed upstairs.Inside, as my night-adapted eyes adjusted to the dark, I could barely make out the pile of blankets beside the bed. He’d rolled off, I assumed.He wasn’t in. I promptly went back to work on him, finding it hard to focus with the amazing blow job I was also getting, which was my first, man or woman. I thought I was doing such a worse job on him than he was doing on me, I had no sooner thought that than he stopped and said , “fuck, I’m going to cum bud”. With that he reached down, moving me away from his cock and grabbing the shaft. He rolled over to his back and I got a front row seat as I watched him blow a huge load of cum onto that hard. “You’re so tight,” he said, the muscles in his neck tensing as he gritted his teeth. “Holy shit.”She let out a harsh gasp as he slid in slow and deep, her head falling back against the chair, mouth open. “Oh . . . god.”He yanked down the lacy cups of her bra, freeing her tits. They were pale and plump, her nipples deep-pink. Colin watched them bounce as he pulled back and penetrated her again, harder this time. Her soft cry only juiced him up more, and as he started fucking her, all his pent up.