" Now?" Sam asked as she squeezed some mustard on her turkey sandwich."Yeah." Okay, well, what do you want to know?" For starters, how did you and ver...y ended up with each other. You guys have fought each other since middle school."Sam shrugged. "I guess the dork grew on me," she smiled.Sam walked into living room and Carly followed."You guys are really serious, aren't you?" Carly asked as they sat down on the couch."I believe we are," Sam told her as she took a bite of her sandwich.Carly sat. .."I turned so I faced the bed, my back to my lover. All of a sudden the lights went out. Not the candels but she had placed a blindfold around my eyes, obscuring my vision completely. The only thing I was aware of was her hands, tickling and teasing everypart of my anatomy. Slowly caressing and tickling my panty clad ass, running her gloved hand gently over the tip of my cock, sticking up out of the panties, moving them sensually up my body to my breast, slipping her fingers into the bra and. Kristina scanned with her eyes down from the first-floor window along the street in both directions, trying to look as if she was simply leaning out of the window to have a breath of fresh air and a gaze. It was mid-afternoon, the sun was shining amongst scattered clouds and it was a breezy day, but no one appeared to be around. Thank goodness, reflected Kristina to herself.Rebecca surveyed her victim’s rear which was pouted up to receive its punishment with Kristina’s moist pussy and sparkling. I was devastated but able to function to make the funeral arrangements and handle our families. Except for the funeral service Anne spent the time in bed crying, only getting up to eat occasionally or go to the toilet. I tried to comfort her and to get her involved but she just wanted to be left alone. Even her mother and sister couldn’t get through to her. The week after the funeral was very quiet at our house. At night I tried to cuddle with her but she just pushed me away. I stayed home a.