And the thoughts aren't helpful, "Well fool, what did you think? You thought that you could do as you please and it wouldn't bite you, someday ... lon...g and hard!"That harsh observation makes her defensive and the outburst pours angrily through her mind, "Damn you! That was a sickness! I did not hurt anyone ... the only person that it hurt ... was me!"However, the sneer is just as intense, "Bullshit, you loved every sick, disgusting minute of it!"The rest of that day a morose Cheryl is depressed. "You're my first. So big. So g... good."He spanked my arse and it rang around the small space. My cry followed as he hammered my distended ring. His fingers traced the curvature of my rear and one hand snaked to the front, zeroing on my pussy, swiping through soaked folds to my needy clit. My own hand'd be there if I wasn't clinging to the tap.Ragged breaths tickled my ear. "I turn up to fix your leak, and create another drip instead."He rolled firm fingertips over my jewel and I rocked my. Jethro Morris murder victim.----It was a Thursday and nothing had been settled. The cops had no idea who stabbed Jethro Morris, or why. Lucy and I hadn’t worked out anything, relationship wise. I had finished researching more business opportunities, and found absolutely nothing of interest that was also viable. I plan to continue working on that aspect of my life into the evening. That plan was interrupted by a knock on the camper’s door. I opened the door to Happy Jones.“Hi there John,”. She didn't realise that as she bent over Marcus her dress rode up offering Carol a view of her spunk filled pussy.The first she knew of it was when a slim warm hand brushed over her swollen pussy lips. She stood there frozen in a bent position as Carol's hand brushed her cunt, a finger pushed into her vagina while another one rubbed her clitoris. She was shocked at what the older woman was doing, but also surprisingly turned on by the other woman's touch. She had to stifle a moan of pleasure as.