.. I guess I am a whore as well, and I loved every moment of it. "Do you think you could handle cumming baby?" "You want me to cum all over your face ...and tits Aunt Caro?" I said with a wicked smile. "Only if you can keep up after." "Horny as I am for you, I could go all day even if you made me cum a hundred times." She smiled and really started to work on my cock. She was alternating between sucking and jacking off, still using her spit as lube. She was rubbing herself faster and faster as we. Died. 'Just died' is not good enough!" He turned to the doctor. "Did you get the results of the autopsy yet?"The doctor nodded grimly. "Shock-induced myocardial infarction aggravated by lethal doses of sensory and consciousness-enhancing drugs, Stephen. Someone had been vivisecting her and had excised her tongue, breasts, and sexual organs.Judging by the cracked teeth, the skin and blood under her fingernails and the fact that her palms had the flesh torn down to the bone, the pathologist. The way I was acting with Bubba, him trying to protect me from him and me not listening, his frustration in my being independent, all these things added up to him flipping out."You really hurt me, Wes."He practically fell all over himself apologising. The last thing in the world he would want to do was hurt me, he loved me more than anything, if there was anything he could do to make it up to me he would.There was the word I was looking for - "anything."I told him he really hurt me down there. They agreed it was convenient by telephone, made the arrangements and on the Friday after work off they set off, it was a fair trot on a Friday night with the traffic they arrived late and tired. The village was one of those places that the main road nowadays bi-passed, sleepy and quiet, the house one of those houses made of Lincolnshire pebbles, detached and pretty, the chap answering the knocker a man in his 60`s a hunting type, long hair, beard, tattoos, named Harry and his dog a big sandy.