You gaze at her beautiful trained body and legs, her long dark brown hair that she let loose and it just barely shows an opening in her cleavage. You ...can make out that her breasts are real, nice, big and soft. She says if you like what you see you can touch them, God nows how long it has been since anyone did. You take a sip of your drink and put it away. You look her in the eyes and she leans forward and now her breasts are right in your face. You grab her with one hand behind her neck and the. "I can't help it. Oh God! You're making me do it. You're making me fuck you!" I'm forcing you," I murmured as our tongues combined in a lover's embrace and her feminine electricity discharged through our clothes. It was loud and sharp, like a clap of thunder, and she jumped away as if I'd hit her and hurt her.I ran my dirty fingers through her hair, clutching the individual strands in my grasp. "I used to come here often and I'd imagine a beautiful young farm girl who'd fallen down the hole," I. Jethro Morris murder victim.James Western the second murder victim.Sarah the cousin who sold him he land.It had been almost a week since I broke the news to Lucy about moving the trailer. One or both of the kids had been around during those evenings, so most of Lucy’s conversations with me had been on the cell phone. Not ideal for personal conversations, I admit. I didn’t just miss our conversations, I also missed Lucy’s body. To be absolutely honest Lucy was an enthusiastic lover. That made. Then to my surprise she raised herself up and let Chris remove her dress and slip. He then moved her around so she was more or less laid out on the sofa flat on her back with him next to her. Chris leaned over her and started kissing her again as his hand slid down her belly. His hand made its way down to her panties and slipped right inside the waistband. His fingers made their way down over her mound and obviously came into contact with her clitoris. She moaned and rocked her hips up to his.