With a deep breath I open the door. And I gasp. He is laying on the bed. A big smile on his face. And a dozen red roses in a vase. ‘Happy Valentines...day honey’ he says, after he sees my eyes glimpsing the vase. He stands up and opens his arms, waiting for me to fill them. I feel the tears begin to well up. Then silently the dam burst, and they cascade down my cheeks. I fall easily into his arms, and tremble as the torrent continues, leaving twin growing spots on his shirt. He holds me tightly. She had a shapely figure now that we could see it properly. Her blonde hair hung just above her shoulders, her slightly rounded stomach protruding just above her patterned panties, not too fat but not skinny either. Her legs were shapely too, her firm thighs rising to the sort of hips that were designed for c***d bearing. Her panties hugged her figure about the waist concealing her rounded backside within. Now stripped of virtually everything, the only other things she still wore were her. I receive a text, it’s David. The text reads, “The police are trying to get a hold of you. They think I raped and killed you and they are searching for your body.” “David, I can’t answer. I’m at work”. “Ok... I will tell them”. It was half an hour later when I received another text from David saying, “If you don’t contact them in the next hour, they are going to arrest me”. I immediately went to the staff area to make this call. The woman who answered had a worried tone, “Are you ok? Are you. I published his blue, perfectly filled underpants. Next massaged his cock. In the end, I grabbed his underpants and it took off. It's hard to describe what I saw. His dick had with 25 cm long, it was thick, perfect hairy, and his testicles were the size of mandarins. When I saw was stunned. He noted that Mr. Arthur and laughed. In the end, I came back to myself, I grabbed his cock and started pounding him. What surprised me from the very beginning as soon as I began to fondle his penis he had.