I didn’t know if I should tell my wife about it but I decided to tell her that a man was watching her but I left out that he had binoculars, which m...ight have been too much even for my slutty wife. I could see in her eyes and in her movements that she liked to have a stranger as an audience. She bent forward with her ass against the window and started to rub her pussy with one hand and squeezed her big tits with the other. I opened my bathrobe and started to slowly wank my hard dick. My wife. His self loathing only deepened into regret for what he would never have… the love of this innocent girl. And his eyes spilled tears that streaked his dirty face. He embraced the darkness so long ago. Perhaps to such a degree that he no longer held the converse. Any visible light in his own character had long since been extinguished by the steely coldness in the realm of his own creation. Neglecting to infuse his world with light to correspond with his darkness, as his brother had done for the. He wanted a boy so badly, and when Rachel was born, he treated both of them like shit. He was already a controlling asshole, and with the birth of Rachel, he became verbally and physically abusive. All he cared about was selling ‘roids to his buddies at the gym and breeding his pitbulls. He could not keep a steady job, always getting fired or quitting. It was always somebody else’s fault or some conspiracy why he was let go each time. When the police raided their home, Michelle finally had. We must have slept. I awoke first. Bernie lay diagonally acrossthe bed, his cock resting gently on his inner thigh, still wet and stilloozing the juices of his passion. He slept. I rose over him to suck upthe last drops of his cum and turned him on his side, spoon position andlay at his back in a 69 position. My head met his asshole and I sucked itdeeply, letting my tongue dip in and out of his pink and loose hole. Hisfeet arced backward and I interspersed my tongue bath of his asshole.