The door was ajar, and she pushed it open enough to find out if he were alone. She looked at the floor, and saw no "girly" clothes, like there would b...e, if Pam or Christie were in here, so she went on in, and stepped to the bathroom door. He was not only in the shower, alone, but he was looking MUCH bigger than he had when they were downstairs. She had never met the boy, but the boy that had knocked Mel up, must have been hung like a horse. She had never seen anybody in THEIR family that had. “Personally, I try to follow the basic precepts of loving everyone and doing unto others as would have them do unto me.”“But is that ‘good’?” Jamie asked. “Or is that just a way to justify your actions?”“What is the good?” Katy asked. “That was Socrates’ question, and I don’t think we’ve figured it out 2,500 years later!”“No, we haven’t,” Chris said. “Think of it this way. Murder is wrong. But if you could go back in time and kill Pol Pot or Mao or Stalin or Hitler before they did all the evil. I was dumbstruck as i stood there while she worked on my dick. She looked up at me with her beautiful blue eyes and said "Fuck me. I need a cock deep inside me." She leaned backward on the bed lifting her legs in the air. I could see hot wet her pussy was and slowly went closer. "Come on!" She said. She was already soaking wet so i slid right into her. She wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me in closer. I was so horny from seeing her wet body i just started fucking her as hard as i. She leaned back in the seat and ran through the likely events that would take place once she arrived. She had intended last night, and even this morning, to check the dress and return home quickly. But the half-hour journey warranted a longer stay. She found Kristal interesting, mainly because she had been married and had a great deal of information about boys and men that she would willingly share. She still remembered their afternoon together, and the gentle, warming attention that she had.