She took her desk chair.“I was meaning to ask, have you booked to see a counsellor?” I asked her.“Yeah, I have.” she replied with a small smil...e. “Thanks for asking.”“You’re welcome.”“I ... really fucked up with Chris, didn’t I?” she asked with a hurt smile. “I really hurt him.”“That’s a question you’re going to need to ask Chris. If you can bear to talk to him.” I replied honestly.“I want to be able to. I get that he doesn’t mean to be a bad guy. It’s just ... he made mistakes and hurt me. And. My girl was also starting to jam into her while I jam into my girl which made a nice rhythm of us three fucking. I had my girl’s breasts in my hands and my girl had the wife’s breasts in hers so you can imagine what this looked like. All three of us are practically on the bed as a sandwich by now, fucking each other hard. The husband is almost there when I make him to over to the bed and lay down with his cock up to his wife’s mouth. He does this to the pleasure of his wife…I could tell. I step back and turn towards the next sight , a spit roast and omg are they pounding into that woman and shes loving it , i hear a mans balls slap against her buttocks , i hear her gag around a fat cock , i hear the moaning -- oh hell its me again . who knew observing could be so vocal . determined to maintain a silent stance from now on i glance at the scene to my right , a friendly looking woman is nervously arranging herself on all fours , i watch in utter amazement as a man parts her butt. The clock flashed “07:05AM” at the driver. Both hands held the wheel tight while he stared rigidly ahead. “Fuckin’ winter, why does it have to be so dark… And where is this fucking place?” Narrow eyes squinted through every bend, he wished and prayed for a sign of life in the eternal wilderness that encircled him. The man cursed and the vehicle swerved, stones kicking up against the underside of the van, as a critter scurried across the road in front of him. His grip on the wheel turned his.