His mother's voice became increasingly hysterical, broken with sobs, and then, while Alex Sr. resumed raging, she went silent. Another crash: Alex Sr.... had kicked and punched the kitchen door, then slammed it open again against the wall, amidst sound of dishes and containers crashing and clattering to the floor.Silence for a time. Alex Sr. had slammed out through the front door, onto the porch, mutterings. Graydon could hear his mother pull a chair out from the kitchen table, its legs scraping. Take it he was saying and oh yeah, you know you want it. I assumed he was fantasizing about screwing a chick. But I was wanting what was happening and it felt good to feel his dick going in and out of my butt. Straight guys dont have a clue how much more intense your orgasm is while you are being but fucked while you cum. There was no hidding the fact that I was coming hard, my head was shaking from side to side uncontrolalby and my orgasm was harder and longer. But somehow we only thought. I looked high into the canopy of the tree. A singleleaf, dried from the last fall, floated down and spiraled harmlessly to theground. I followed its path with my eyes until it came to rest.I drew my breath in a slow gasp. The leaf had come to rest on a newlydug grave. There, at the head, was a wooden panel, with an epitaphdeeply carved into its surface: "Beloved Claire, until we are togetheragain"; below that was: "Born: July 1, 1760 - Died: April 22, 1776." Myhand trembled as I looked upon the. I felt my body was getting close as I could tell Ken was also close. I started to quiver and shake letting him know I was coming. Ohhhh it felt so good and Ken’s cock began to spew its hot load. Together we came, not touching one another, but only ourselves. I had no idea I could do this for me. Together we sat on the bed relishing in what we had just done. Ken and I fell asleep wrapped in each other’s arms. I couldn’t believe I slept so well that night. Replaying the memory of what had.