"Make with thewords of love."John blushed as he said in a sweet voice but loud enough for everyone tohear, "Oh Frannie, you're so pretty. I love your...hair. I want to touchit." Frank, making a sour face but forcing himself to sound sincere,answered, "Yes, touch my hair. Play with my ears. And I'll... unbuttonyour blouse." They proceeded awkwardly like that, but neither one losthis erection. "Go on," Lana urged. "Touch each other all over." Right," said Carly. "And don't be shy. Put. . . With a twist of her hips, I was suddenly inside her. The lacy panties were crotchless. My wife had been doing a bit of erotic shopping of her own, no wonder I hadn’t seen them before. I looked at Linda, and a huge grin broke out on both our faces. I couldn’t help getting a chuckle at the thought of my wife — who is no prude, and an eager lover, but also very modest and demure — picking out a pair of crotchless panties for herself to wear on our honeymoon. She knew why I was laughing, and as. "You were married?" a policeman asked her.She nodded, "For almost a year." Do you know in what manner he died of?" He had pancreatic cancer. They gave him six months to a year. I guess the doctors were right," Nancy kept wiping away tears pouring down her cheeks with her hand even though she had a hanky in her other hand."You know we have to perform an autopsy on him."She nodded.They had Phil's body in a bag carrying him out of the apartment. The cop stayed still asking questions. Nancy was. He was getting tired too after all he was not a machine and he fell on me and kissed me .. kissed my boobs.. sucked them again and again as if he couldn’t stop from pleasing me. I blasted into another orgasm after that he told me to be on all fours so that he could fuck me from behind. He was so horny and I was hell tired as the excitement and anticipation had taken a lot out of me. He kissed my asshole and pussy from behind and I started pressing my boobs with one hand. The need to be with him.