Is it too cliché of me to say, "It was a dark and stormy night?" Or should I give some backstory first? I'm trying to finally write out the worst sin...gle day of my life and I can't even figure out how to start. Fuck it, I'll give some background.I had met Summer my sophomore year of high school, when she came in as a freshman. I'll be honest, at first she kinda annoyed me. Definitely the preachy type, though that might have had to do with the fact that her father was a pastor of one of our local. You can doit." The angelic voice continued to soothe, feeling like a balm on theanguish.The fog cleared a little more, and the beautiful face that went with thevoice swam into view. Amy! But I'd lost her. I didn't understand.She said she loved me! How could it be possible? I struggled to speak,but all I heard was a strangled sound."Shhh. I'm here, my love. It will be all right. You hang on, andwe'll be ok." The soothing voice was like a lover's caress, and Icalmed, then slid into. "She doesn't like making love, she likes being fucked rough." Like husband, like wife," Rich said, as he began slamming into me."Oh yes," I moaned loudly. "No wonder you love this cock, baby." It looks so good in you, honey," he approved, as Rich pushed apart my legs, spreading them wide."Get a good shot of this, faggot," Rich ordered, holding my ankles as he slammed into me."Oh yes, faggot," I agreed, "make sure you get all this on film. I want to be able to watch this with you again and. "I told you I'd come again!" With his body relaxed on hers, his cock still buried in her body, mother and son lay together, breathing heavily."Well, our work here is done," I said jokingly to Harold. Looking around for his son, we found Junior sitting naked in the living room watching cartoons on TV. We took him back to the bedroom to collect our clothing and dress. Ellen was lying on the bed, excitedly kissing Martin as his hands stroked her naked body, and the two of them ignored us."Can.