1. Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 03


    Date: 10/25/2016, Categories: Diary, Female/Female, Male/Female, Teen, Voyeurism, Author: JeremyDCP, Rating: 84.6, Source: sexstories.com

    somebody dropped a milkshake on me!" Lindsay then giggled, as absolute gobs of sperm just dangled and trickled down from all portions of her darling face in a truly obscene, nasty manner. I again reclined back in the chair and growled in utter satisfaction. At the same time, however, I noticed that one of the live monitors here in the voyeur room was active and registering some activity. The feed would only show if the motion detectors that went along with the hidden cameras and microphones were triggered. I quickly became concerned, though, at the image of Trish openly sobbing and weeping on the edge of our bed, with Kristanna, Devon, Pamela, Amy and Scarlett huddled around her in a support formation. Then, I realized that many of them were crying as well. Lindsay must have saw the look of concern flash across my face, because she quickly sat up and stared at the monitor as well. The audio was not turned on, but it was readily apparent that something was horribly wrong with Trish. Lindsay glanced at me for a split-second with an expression full of trepidation and fright, then sprang upward and darted out of the voyeur room as if she was shot out of a cannon. I pulled my shorts up and went right after her. "TRISH?" Lindsay howled once we entered the bedroom, where Trish - Lindsay's wife (as well as mine, obviously) - was seated on the edge of the mattress, looking more upset and distraught than I had ever seen her before. Her face was just covered in a sheet of heavy, thick ...
    tears, and her wireless telephone was laying on the floor beside her, as if it had been dropped there. Again, I could sense that something was horribly wrong. Pamela was now in a nearby chair, holding and comforting our daughter Piper, who was crying uncontrollably, in her arms. "Baby, what's wrong?" Lindsay demanded, running over to Trish and sliding on her knees, stopping just short of her. Lindsay glared up at Trish, who just continued to bawl her eyes out, and began to get emotional herself. "Baby, TELL ME what is wrong!" she pleaded with her. "I... I..." Trish could barely speak. "I... I got a call from my... my mom. She s-said my d-dad was coming home from wo-wo-work, but he got in-into a... a... a... horrible... c-c-c-car... acc-acc-acc-acci-acci...dent." Kristanna clutched Amy close to her and both of them quickly sat down together on the corner sofa. "M-Mom said Dad... Daddy... he... he... he... d-d-d-died at the h-hospital." Lindsay screeched out in absolute horror at the top of her lungs like a wild banshee, and literally hit the ceiling. She brought both hands to her mouth and tried to cover it, but they were trembling far too much. Having unexpectedly lost her own father on November 4, 2012, all of the heartache and pain that Lindsay experienced on that day must have come rushing back all at once, and hit her like a tidal wave. Trish's father was dead? He died as a result of injuries stemming from an automobile accident? John? The same John who had always been ...
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