Me: Do not be so serious on this matter. I am just asking. How she looks?He: she is beautiful but not more than you.Me: she must be beautiful because ...ou like her and fuck her. Normal girl will not get a chance to have your cock.We both smiled.I pulled down his cock foreskin and moving my thumb on tip of his cock holding it tight between my palms. His cock head was little wet because of his pre-cum and my thumb was moving very smoothly on his wet cock head.He was moving his middle finger on my. I told her that her husband was a stupid fool and he was wrong in saying that she was not beautiful. I said she was a rare beauty and it needed someone with taste to appreciate her beauty and maybe her drunkard husband was not competent enough to see her beauty. She smiled and walked away… Yet from that day I sensed that her feelings towards me had changed and I was surprised to find my feelings toward her too were changing. A month passed by and I never had the chance to speak with her alone. Connie spent another week at my house. She quickly grew bored with the pace of living up in the high desert. Most of her waking hours were spent texting her friends and other people that she worked with. She spent every night in my bed. Most nights we'd have sex. Once, right near the end, both of us dropped our guards just enough to permit something more than totally selfish physical gratification. I don't know how she felt about that time, I certainly never talked to her about it after it was. As they started fucking, completely unnoticed by the couple caught up in their incestual bliss, I slipped from the room and out of the house, hiding the gun back under the bush where Kevin had secreted it for me. I pulled off the mask and got back in my car. I was hurrying although I knew Kevin wouldn't be calling anyone. The wicked flee goes the old saying. I turned on Little Nag as I turned the car around and had her take me home.Kevin and I were now even. For one week ago, this night, Kevin.