My baby," the girl wailed. "I guess a condom broke orsomething, and then I missed a couple periods, so Pierre made me go tothe clinic. He said he wasn...'t going to have me not working, and didn'twant a kid messing around. It was just before Shelly came down, so I wasall alone. And I killed him."River moved in on the other side from Helen to hug Marilyn. "No mydear," she crooned. "It wasn't you that killed him. It was Pierre. Hesounds like a real piece of work." Then she started singing in. Yes, what?Yes, mummy, I admitted, joining her in this fantasy. I love licking your pussy.Call me mummy!I stood up and my wife grabbed at the bulge in my jeans. Without a word she began unbuckling and unzipping my pants.Mandy is a cum-addict. I have no doubt that all the while she was diddling herself and I was licking her pussy, she had been fantasising about swallowing my cum. She regularly milks my cock three times a day. Sometimes, when she is particularly horny, she insists on a fourth. She winked and answered that she wanted to buy few cloths and wants someone to tell her how do they look on her. Soon we went to a shop where and started searching cloths for her. She started grabbing a few and I showed her a pink one piece, stating that it would go with her. She was standing just in front of me, her ass was touching my hard on, and she knew it very well.To tease me more she bent down to see the stilettos, now her whole ass was touching my dick, it was looking like I was doing. It took a while to get comfortable, as my shoulder hurt. In the final position, we faced each other and our heads on the other’s shoulder. She pulled the blanket over us, our shivering didn’t cease. Neither one of us slept much, if at all, my shoulder constantly throbbed. Her cuts and bruises would heal, but her feet …, they concerned me. We were glad when daylight brightened the room. We visited the outdoor toilet and returned her to the cot afterwards to look at her feet. The swelling had.