I got angry and throw her legs away. After some time she again put her legs in my lap and smiling. Now I placed my hand on her thigh and felt her thig... pressing her thigh is like pressing a boob it was very soft and encouraging. Now slowly I placed my hand on her vagina, she got shocked and throws my hand away again I placed my hand on her vagina with lot of force so that this time she can’t resist. I started to feel her hole from her transparent bottom. I also felt her buttocks which are also. When we came back, she was gone. I even missed her funeral."Instead, he said, "Yes, maybe it is time to talk about Jill. I don't think I have said her name out loud, all these years. Just kept everything bottled up. Mom and Dad probably realize this, or maybe they think I have forgotten her. Okay, add a log or two to the fire, and I will tell you about Jill."Without a word, Jim added several logs to the fire, sat down in front of it, and listened ... for an hour or more. And then he. I could hear a car pulling up and quickly took a look outside thewindow. Buzz was walking up towards the door."Oh my god, he's here" I gleefully said to myself, shutting the drapesand quickly moving to my bedroom door.I took one more last breath and walked out. My tummy was in knots as Ianxiously walked down the hall towards the front door. Buzz was justopening the door and walking in. He had changed into a white golf shirtand matching shorts."Hello?" Buzz shouted out."Hi Buzz" I said flowing. His hand pulled my face towards his leaking, cum covered cock and I eagerly, surprisingly, began to lick him, taste him. After that first time, the odd taste of his cum had become an addiction, an obsession and now I was getting what I needed. I eagerly lapped it up, and even swallowed some of his jizz. I wanted to feel it inside me, I wanted to know it was inside me. To me, I thought, there could be nothing more submissive or satisfying.After he left, I could not stop stroking myself. I came,.