Sadly, your fiancée, Janelle Ward, was killed in a motor vehicle accident earlier this evening.”The others must have seen my reaction; I could feel...my legs start to buckle and give way. Garry moved to one side and Murph to the other to steady me, and Mary Beth quickly got a chair from the kitchen table, and slid it underneath my backside as they lowered me into the seat.“What? Sorry, what has happened?” I asked, not really comprehending what she was telling me.“Your fiancée, Janelle Ward. She. I mean, her family are all exiled now, aren’t they? And she’s not responding to any messages.”“Hmmm…” Claire thought for a while. “Doesn’t sound good. Let’s pay her a visit. You’ve got the address, don’t you?”“Uh yeah, it’s near Fuckney Bridge. We’d have to take the tube, Dickstrict Line – change at Earls Cunt.”“Well, no time like the present. Come on, let’s go. Brad, stow that dick, we’re off to do some fucking bereavement counselling.”*An hour later, Claire, Alison and Brad were standing in. Peter leaned in and began sucking on her fat pink nipple. She had sexy brown aeroles that were just the right size. Mary janes nipple hardened in peters mouth and he bit down sofly. Mary jane still asleep let out a small gasp. Peter began to stroke his throbbing dick as he sucked on mary janes nipple. His tip began to throb and a small trail of pre cum began to leak from the massive purpling head. Peter could hold back no longer as he pulled back the covers completely and mounted mary jane. She got adjusted and my dick settled in her ass crack and we started our work I was telling her what to do next step and formatting while my dick was hardening I was controlling it and concentrating all my mind on window formatting but as she was moving slowly due to clicking on laptop I finally got full hard on and I guarantee she was feeling dick in her ass crack and finally window started copy file and she stopped her little movement but now it was too late. She was not saying anything and I.