" No you won't. I love my husband and I'm sure not going to leave him for you." You already have babe; that's my cock in your hand not his." And it is...the last time Hank. I mean it this time. When you leave I never intend to see you again." Yeah, sure babe, whatever you say. Suck my cock babe, show it how much you love it."There were several seconds of silence and then Hank said, "God babe, you have the hottest mouth that cock has ever seen."There was more, much, much more. He fucked her; they. I'm eighteen, and my sister, Brynn, is not quite a year older than me. My mom got pregnant with me almost immediately after she was born. We're so close that people think we're twins. We get along pretty well, although sharing a room was going to be an adjustment.After we had a big dinner, everyone went to their rooms. My aunt and uncle slept in my sister's room, since it was slightly bigger than mine, and my grandparents took my parents' room, and my parents slept on the foldout sofa in the. It was only around 11 pm that we decided to call it a day and called the taxi. We got into the cab for the trip back to the hotel. My wife rested her head on my shoulders and in a few minutes she was asl**p. We got to the hotel and I paid the driver. Had to pull my wife up and wake her to get her out. I struggled during to get her on her feet as we made our way to the reception. It was than this guy offered to help me . He was a guest at the hotel and just appeared out of nowhere. But I was. “Because the police didn’t catch you. We did.” She paused, waving her hand dismissively, “Well, he did. And you may not understand it, but that was a death sentence.”I opened my mouth to argue, but nothing came out. She was telling a cold unvarnished truth. I’d been dead. Lying in a cold grave in the basement of a house. I knew, absolutely, knew that I was dead. My life had ended and it didn’t matter to anyone. The only one who would have even realized I was missing was lying in the grave next.