Friday evening was hell. I knew Karen was leaving in the morning, and I had no idea what might happen when she came home. I knew she wouldn’t know, ...ut could I keep the secret forever? I had with my Lush account and my stories, but that’s different, a lot different! But I also knew there was no way that I had the willpower to resist what awaited me Saturday night.We went to bed and I lay there with my eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling. Karen wasn’t sleeping either, like she knew something. As theroom went black, I realised the screaming was coming from me.The next thing I knew was when I woke up on the floor. I had been sickand I had covered the dressing gown with the mess.I had little idea what was going on around me. I was looking insidemyself, thinking of my mum and dad and why I didn't die with them. Iwanted them, I needed them. I was only 11 and I was alone in the world.I wouldn't hear my mothers laugh, feel the strong embrace of my dadagain. They were dead and I was still. My son started to finger her pussy. She held his head and started to kiss without thinking that I am in the front seat. Now both of them got aroused and started to kiss wildly.My wife opened my son’s pant and mouth fucked his tool for some time. Then my son pulled her saree and her blouse and squeezed her huge breasts. I know I can’t drive home. I don’t want anybody in our locality to know what is happening in the car.So I drove the car into the woods which is also a huge park. But still, it is. .................Kara and Jason shared a shower, and slipped into there swim suits and walked out to the moon lit beach.Even at 2 am the beach was still rather active. People walking hand in hand, others kissing on the dunes. Jason spread out a towel and sat, motioning for Kara to sit between his legs. Kara leaned back on him and looked up at the start, and listened to the waves crash on the rocks. A few feet away another couple sat down to enjoy the stars. Jason decided this was a good time to.