I stood in front of him as he sipped the red wine. I moved my hips in front of him and dropped my damp thong out from under my skirt.Then I asked him ...if he had ever fucked a married woman before.He laughed and then I straddled him on the couch; my skirt just bunching up toward my waist, revealing my shaved damp pussy. I leaned forward and kissed him, tasting the wine in his tongue.He pulled off my shirt, allowing my round boobs to bounce free into his face. He began to suck on my dark aching. The year was 1955. By 1960, Derrick was the father of two daughters, owned the shipping business, but was not monogamous.Fucking every pussy in reach seemed as if Derrick was getting revenge in life for losing Erika. On one occasion, he and Anita joined neighbors for a week long Caribbean Cruise. Derrick took the opportunity to join the wife for an hour in her stateroom while the neighbor's husband and Anita were at the casino.At a business conference held in Cancun, he found a secluded beach. It is coming on now. I believe it isyou at the age of three. Yes, it is you. You are standing in someone'sback yard wearing a cute little pink dress and a pink bow in your hair.And those are a pair of white Mary Jane shoes I believe. You look soadorable and shy and are smiling happily. Aren't those pigtails so cute?You were such a precious little girl back then So innocent and sweet.Such an independent explorer of the world around you.Oh, and here you are in the next one. You were four in this. He wanted to respondbut he didn't even have the strength to lift his head. He heard her sayingsomething, but it was like his head was full of cotton wool. He heard thefootsteps of the two beasts drawing closer. He tried to stand, but painran through his body. A weak whimper escaped his lips."CASH! LOOK OUT!"There came a loud crash as something slammed into the wall beside him. Hefinally found the strength to open his eyes and found his adopted siblinglying on the ground. She wasn't.