My lungs burned; I struggled to breath, grabbing her foot and pushing her weight off of me. She pushed down once then moved her foot from my throat. I... coughed and gagged while the love of my life stared down at me with terrible disgust."You're ... supposed ... to ... desire me." Oh, I desire you," she purred, her voice smoky. It was so beautiful. "I do so love abusing worms. And trust me, you'll enjoy my treatment far more than my husband's." He doesn't know where we are," I groaned, fear. I moan as he continues to discover more of my body. Mark's hands move down to my torso and sides. He repositions me and begins to lick my feet and toes I squeal as he rubs my feet. Putting more oil on his hands, he strokes my legs. Up and down with long, slow strokes until he nudges my legs further apart. His fingers dance along my inner thighs and touch barely my bald pussy.My breathing is heavy as his fingers play with my clit. I raise my head, nod and smile to let him know that he must not. Kathi was flat on her back breathing hard with Pete still grouping her tits and her moans were all it took for Mike to get motivated. He took her legs and crossed them telling her to roll over. As she complied, he lifted her hips up bringing her into the doggie position and he quickly pushed his cock into her waiting and aching love hole. She noticed Pete’s cock inched from her mouth and latched on surprising him and making him moan with pleasure. Jack lay on his back and slid under her torso. The fire marshal concluded it was an accident, something to do with the electrical system shorting out. The insurance company handed me a check, mom and dad's friends offered sympathy, casseroles, and money to help with the funeral arrangements. None of it helped the spot I was in. It was dark, and I was alone.My dad was an only child, my mom just had her brother who died in the house with them. My uncle didn't have any kids and was single, which was weird because he was a good-looking guy. All.