"Na, no one noticed your missing because your dead! My mob guy arrangedit so that there was a real brutal car accident. It was so bad thatboth cars ...ent up in big fireballs, and the bodies were so burnt up thatthey had to be identified by dental records. Your poor parents weren'table to recognize their baby all charred and black like that, andtherefore had to go by the coroner's report, and since my mob buddy OWNSthat coroner...well you get the picture." he said with a Cheshire Catlike. And then you suck my cock on the final pitch, what are you like, eh?”“I have a confession to make -” she started, “that second pitch, I...I wasn't exactly looking out for you like I should have been.”“What do you mean?” I questioned.“Well, I was masturbating while you were struggling with that crux move, I tied you off for a while and started fingering myself, brought myself off just strumming it with my fingers,” she sighed.I started to say something but was cut off.“Well – you were taking. I have wanted him since the day I first met him, at his wedding about eight years ago. He was dressed in a form fitting navy suit, had spikey dirty blonde hair that made me want to run my hands through it. Combine that with the fact that I couldn't stop staring at his semi hard on through his trousers and I've thought of nothing but riding his rock hard cock until I can't take anymore at least once a day since. One cold Friday night, I sat in a nice relaxing candle lit bath and decided to look. He was returning to the heated passionate a****l she knew he could be. She’d been missing this from him the past few months. He’d been adequate in bed, of course, but tonight he was more like a younger version of himself. He pushed his face deeper into her lips and he licked her from bottom to top. Long strokes, not rapid ones. Her swollen lips welcomed his attention. “So fuckin’ good,” she whispered.He licked faster and longer and harder into her sex. “I said to lick my pussy like you paid for.