And of course the chat started having sexual innuendos to them. As the night wore on and the booze flowed we started getting a little bored of watchin...g TV so we decide to play a few hands of poker.The first few hands were fun but in our tipsy state the sexual jokes were getting more and more and you could feel how the direction of the night was going. I can't remember who's idea it was to change the game to strip poker but we all readily agreed. So we all made sure that we had the same amount. Her hands bound up being her back in my iron grip and her ass-cheeks stinging from my relentless assault. Without removing my cock from her rectum, i ordered her onto her feet, she scrambled to her knees gingerly as i pressed my cock deeply inside her. Once standing i forced her to walk with my cock up her ass until she was in front of a mirror, mounted on the wall, once there, i turned her to face it, then ordered her to put her hands on her head and bend over. I grabbed her hips and began to. . my dad was talking about shooting, and pumping rounds himself, and killing kids, and the airplane crash ... I mean, I was curious to know what he was doing." Do you remember the moment your thoughts moved beyond curiosity and you decided to take action to undermine your father's intentions?" Yes sir. I remember the exact moment. It was the moment my father attacked my girlfriend's honor on the phone. When he did that, my thoughts about him changed and I decided to see what I could do to stop. Minutes passed, her orgasm building steadily has his movements became faster, the pressure increasing on her bud from his now circling thumb and then it hit, causing her back to arch, a low, soft moan to escape her open, wet, mouth and a series of shudders to flow up and down her rigid body. He slowly withdrew after it had subsided and moved his hand across her stomach, lifting her top as her hand began a slow and rythmic massage of his now pulsing member. They half lay, half sat for a quiet.