Kelly spoke up. "Shane, we all need to talk now. Let's go in there."They carried the food in to Andrea, and sat quietly while she nibbled on the toast.... When she set the plate down, Shane shut the TV off, and everyone got quiet.Andrea twirled her thumbs, and sighed. "I guess it's time huh?"Everyone nodded silently."Ok. I know what I did was wrong, and horrible. I was so mad, I didn't think about what I was doing until it was too late."Kelly leaned forward. "What were you mad about?" I guess I. We’d finally been blessed with a breeze, so I’d left my bedroom double doors open. I liked fresh air and Los Angeles’ version of cold was Clinton, Ohio’s version of late spring. Gauzy curtains rustled quietly with the breeze coming in from the patio.Yet, despite it refreshing me, I hadn’t been able to sleep; my mind preoccupied with a new film in development, the script for which I was still wrestling with. Thus, when flashing red strobe lights briefly lit my ceiling, I became curious.Rising. The scene was so horny I knew I was going to cum quickly if I didn't take some kind of pause here; but she just started grinning more and triumphantly looked up at me, "Nice cocks, big cocks". Grunting she slowed her pace and then quickly stopped. Stepping back a pace she was looking at my throbbing cock, stroking her 9" curved penis, stopping to slide a juicy amount of pre-cum off the tip; "Mmm you make me wet, boy." She started squeezing her nipples one at a time as she stroked her hard. Jackie was laid out panty-less across the floor in front of the toilet. I rushed over and lifted up her head, her parting hair revealing an absent face.“Jackie! Are you okay? Can you talk?”Jackie's eyes had a thousand-yard stare and drool dripped down her mouth and onto her breasts as I held her up. I quickly checked her pulse and breathing, as I had seen in movies and shows, both seemed fine. She had landed on a soft faux rug in our bathroom, can she still get a concussion? Why did she fall in.