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Seeing her sadness and knowing her needs were unfulfilled became almost unbearable for him. He began to loose sleep, drink more than his usual self imposed limit, and harboured resentment towards the couple. His contempt towards the lover for neglecting her, towards the object of his desire for refusing his subtle advances. The latter fueled a large degree of self guilt, the former caused him anguishHis only release was his nightly fantasies of her. Each night a sexual scenario played. She knew it was her parents that she was watching but she couldn’t help herself. The temperature was rising between her legs and thick, hot fluid started dripping down her thighs. She saw her father now in ways she never thought about before; tall, handsome, salt and pepper goatee, well built, and a cock that had to be a gift from the gods which was skull fucking her mother as she knelt down on the carpet like a desperate whore.Finally Dad let go of her Mom’s head and she pulled back gasping.. That's when I stopped talking and pulled back on my legs and leaned my face forward and shot a huge load of cum on my face and mouth. I was in pure ecstasy as my wife was watching and listening to the whole thing. Me with cum on my face, and licking up and savoring the taste.Then she said, "Feel better, now can I go to sleep?"I just grunted and she rolled over.I got up and went to the bathroom to clean up, as I had cum all over my face and chest. When I got back to the bedroom, I put my boxers. Taylor walked away and headed towards the apartment while she was on the phone. Trying the door, he was surprised to find it unlocked. Looking back and confirming that Whitaker was otherwise occupied, he pushed the door open and walked in.The apartment was a tiny one-bedroom, but seemed generally fairly clean. The first thing he noticed was the lights were all on. The second thing that drew Taylor’s eye was the small table next to the kitchenette, where a single plate sat with a fork perched on.
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