You bend and kiss my mouth and then kiss the fingers that have been inside you.I lick you from my fingers and you kneel astride me to lean forward to ...kiss me again and take the taste of your own cunt which you can still perceive albeit faintly."I want to cum again"...and I smile.Nothing could please me more....You can feel my cock hardening in my trousers and you are rubbing like a bitch on heat,massaging your cunt and clit on my belt buckle and the bulging crotch of my jeans.Your hands are on. " You're pretty sure of yourself." Let's just say I know women. I know that woman." She grinned, "At least, I sure the Hell hope I do." She paused. "As long as we're in this together, you mind telling me what it is she won't give up?"He looked chagrinned. "A divorce," he said finally."You're shitting me. You married that little cunt?" No, not me. You met him earlier. Harold." Oh. I see. You're right. It could be hard to get a divorce from a dead man. Hmmm. That may take a bit longer than I. "She's your case worker with the Family Court. She wants to schedule a drug test and get you going on the 100 hours of community service. I have her phone number at home. She's a little irritated with the delays because you were out of town." All right," I said. I'd frankly forgotten about both items. "What kind of community service does she have in mind for me?" Don't know," he said."Did UPS deliver my packages to the house today?" Not before we left," he said. "What's in the packages?" My art. As the peticoat was tight she had to wriggle it out of her lovely round ass by moving her body. This was quite a scene. I wanted to touch her but waited to get her fully naked. I knew that she was at point of no return now and would get ****ed very wiildly today. But I was showing all my gentleness till now.Now she started to open the hooks of her blouse. As she raised her arms to take out the sleeves of the blouse, I embraced her from behind, cupping her breasts and kissed her neck. Then I.