Tabhi maine dekha ki koi aa raha hai…….dekha ki uska chehra kaala kyun para hai or cuts ke nishan bhi pare the..woh harry tha…woh chillata hua m...ri taraf aaya.main darr ke maare cheekh parii………uski aawaz bhaari lag rahi thi…..main kone mein jaakar phass gayi……….mujhe laga ki jaise koi bhooth ne use apne vaash me kar liya ho…..usne mujhse kaha ki agar main bachna chahti hun to jo main kahun vo karo…maine sir hilaya…usne kaha to chalo apne saare kapde utaar do..mujhe itna darr lag raha tha ki. I'm definitely not going to confide this in my friends and ask them what to do. And for absolute certainty this is NOT going to make me run out and have an affair of my own. I mean really, I'm not completely stupid.First and foremost of course is the fact that I love Bill. Twenty two years and three now grown children and all we've made it through would bind us together as a couple even if that weren't true. Even if he is having an affair I don't want to lose him. He's my other half no matter. I found the Cowtail Ford Bridge back when I was still me. I filed it away for a rainy day, and it appeared to be pouring at that very moment. Everybody has a body drop spot filed away in their brain, just in case, don't they? I thought with a smile.Even though I had no idea where his car was parked, I had taken his keys, just in case I ran across it. I removed both of them from his key ring, then replaced the ring into his pants pocket.When they found Bristol's body, there was little chance. “Massage my ass, will you?” I continued in the same motion I had been going in. I massaged her ass, and sometimes I spread her cheeks to steal a glimpse at her tight, pink asshole. Once, my hand slipped off her cheek and my finger slid into her asshole because her entire back was coated in oil, and whatever was dripping off if her ass-crack, her asshole was catching. She moaned softly, but I pulled my finger out as quickly as it had gone in.She sat upright, her bra straps were still on her.