While Marty was fixing the drinks and reveling in the good feelings in her crotch that the fucking had given her, the dancer said, ‘Would you be int...erested in knowing who I am?’ Embarrassed for her lax manners, Marty turned to face the handsome stud. ‘Oh,’ she said. ‘I’m terribly sorry. I didn’t even think to introduce myself.’ ‘I know your name. At least everyone at the party called you Marty. My name is Bill. My friends call me Big Bill, I guess that’s obvious.’ He rubbed his cock and. "Do try and relax, it will make things feel much better if you can," he encouraged her."Take a deep breath in and slowly exhale," he instructed her. He timed his rubbing to her breathing, pushing her breasts up when she breathed in and pulled down as she exhaled.Caroline discovered she was no longer cringing and his hands were starting to make her feel much better. His hands moved about over her breasts, from side to side and up and down, He started to go a bit quicker and Carline adjusted her. I don’t believe you.”“Sure you do. How else would I know about you and mom and how else would I know about any photo’s? Mom and dad show me all sorts of things…..when I said I’d had sex loads of times you didn’t think I meant with those stupid boys at school did you?”Now I was really confused. Obviously from last nights experience her parents were into swinging but they couldn’t be including their daughter as well. Or could they? Was she now saying that her dad had fucked her and her mother. I’ve seen one where it was held up by only one stone.Coming back home was when our big rock got balanced, standing precariously there, no longer rolling along.Mom and Dad had just removed the stone that had halted our boulder’s natural progress, spurred on by gravity.Of course that analogy breaks down almost immediately. If the balancing stone is removed, the boulder just falls over and lies there. It becomes just another boulder on a flat plane.That’s not what happened to us. Our lives from.