Climbing on top of her I opened her thighs and teased her cunt with my cock, she was gasping as I ran my bellend up and down her clit, then I pushed i...n right up to the balls. As she gasped I started a steady motion.As I was fucking her she was groaning, I shagged her slowly as I sucked her nipples, then kissed her lips, she was moaning. After a few minutes I pulled out and turned her over, entering her again from behind, she groaned, and when I put my finger on her clit she went beserk, fucking. “I recorded this and just began to watch it. Remember that Dan guy from Miami, who wrote that book about our ten missing girls and their murders?”“Yeah, you don’t have to fucking remind me again about Dan Davenport, and his fucking book! And it was made into a fucking movie too! ‘The Retrospective Murders,’ what the fucking hell kind of title is that?! I hate that fucker!”“I liked what the Miami Police named us, ‘The Anniversary Killers,’” Arnie boasted.“That asshole Davenport is getting. And the phone clicked.I sat it in my lap for a minute, letting another series of programs run. Me and Tim. Couple. Real love. Two people. Big enough for a connected third whose presence will certainly dampen that enthusiastic coupling we've enjoyed. Is there more to us than wild, unbridled sex? I thought. Books. Reading. Music. Kayaks. Bikes. Yes, there is.I put the phone to my lips and said 'Tim. Cell.'During work hours, his cellphone is for emergencies only. On the third ring he answered,. It was hot as I sat down and the hot water stung. She sat down in front of me and my hands came round to her breasts, her nipples were big and I played with them trying to make them bigger. She lay back on my chest, and I kissed her neck and shoulders. I picked up the soap and began to wash her, starting at her neck and working down to her breasts and navel, I didn’t stop there, finding that swollen button and rubbing gently. She moaned and squirmed, placing her hand on top of mine she moved.