The used coffee pot and mugs, her morning recollection of coming awake in the night and finding me gone from our bed, my extremely late morning awaken...ng after I finally came back, all gave her warnings that something had gone on while she slept.Anyhow, I wasn't about to start hiding things from her now. We'd been straight with each other for all of our relationship, even back in D.C.; for both of us, keeping secrets wasn't part of marriage.I did, however, give her a pretty expurgated version,. He licked and sucked and stuck his finger in my butt hole until I had a shattering orgasm. He then stuck the good old KY up my twat and put some on his dick. He put the head against the opening between my little outer lips, and rubbed it up and down on my clitty. That felt great. He stuck the head in and pushed, and a few inches went in, and he pulled back out some, and went back in, each time he did that it hurt a little less, until he had about 6 inches in, and I started to lift my hips every. But I decided to go slow. But now I wanted to see her heaving cleavage. I removed her pallu from her shoulders. She had worn a pink flesh coloured blouse with a black colour bra whose countours were clearly visible. Probably she had worn her bra tight since her breasts were pressed a bit to give an impression of a nice cleavage. And she breathed, the cleavage opened and closed, spreading out her breasts out and in. The sacred symbol of her marriage was inside the valley created by her breasts.. "For Lilith."Tom stopped again. That, probably, answered who left this. Her Grandfather. That he knew, or guessed, she was here, yet had done nothing, said ... what?One, that he hadn't gone to the police. Maybe he had reason not to draw attention to himself. Maybe Zak had frightened him enough to keep him away. Could be.Maybe this was a bomb.The end of the tape was loose. Tom pulled, the long strip coming away easily. The box almost opened by itself, the contents pushing outward.Clothing.Tom.