And the bed covers weren’t as soaked as originally thought, but you could see a stain there. I snapped more pics. I must of took hundreds. When Max ...flinched again, I quickly turned the flashlight off, and turned the other way.I looked at the clock, it was 12:13. I considered that I definitely had cum before 12. And I started to look at my pics again. I wasn’t getting hard, kind of a disappointment, but I still looked on. As I got to the pics of Max, I started to look past the cum, and what I. It's all right. I'm here." Theresa," cried Bill. "She's going to go over the precipice."Wendy slapped him."Stop it, my darling. You're dreaming. Theresa's not going over any precipice." Wendy? Wendy?" Yes, my sweet." Oh God! I've just had a perfectly horrible dream." Yes, darling, but that's all it was: a perfectly horrible dream." But it was so real." Tell me."He told her and her midriff tightened sickeningly at the frightening reality of it as it applied to Theresa's situation."Bill, my. ...and put my hand into her pussy which was still overflowing ...........it was like in a bath tub ............. and that smell! I had a very hard time getting quietly out of the room and up the stairs without stumbling, because I was pretty shaky on my legs .. hell knows why!Was she ever a hot lady, as I found out in the following years. I think my sex drive which has never really relented, was created and stimulated mainly by this woman, by her tremendous breasts ... her thick, black pubic. Should I say something “Bi-polar, much” I said finally. She looked over at me. “Sorry.” Miracle mumbled. Sorry Did she just say sorry I shook my head slightly. This girl boggled my mind; and I loved it in some weird, twisted kind of way. “What Why” I asked, clearly confused. She sighed softly. “I didn’t mean to… freak out…” Miracle explained, biting her lip slightly, which reminded of when I saw her masturbating. I stifled a laugh. But, she caught it anyway. “What” she demanded, glaring at me.