We kissed again, a little firmer perhaps but still pretty chastely and said goodnight.I was as horny as hell when I got home. I pulled my knickers off...in my hallway and hurled them aside. I almost ran to my bedroom, undoing my dress as I did so. Still in my stockings I threw myself on the bed, reached for my favourite dildo and found myself wet, ready for her and I fucked myself, the scent and taste of her on me. I lifted my knees and thrust into myself, but it was Eleanor’s hand that held it. Mrs. French fainted at the sight of the condition of her daughter's body, but Mr. French was able to hold his emotions in check long enough to call 911 for medical help.Within 15 minutes, Sally was on the way to the ER (Emergency Room) and the French family was following behind in the family car. Sally hardly paused for a triage nurse to glance at her before she was rushed into the OR (Operating Room) for surgeons to try to stop the blood flow from her throat, vagina, and colon. The mass of. The normal routine was she would come home around 8 PM and expected meto have dinner ready. Since, I normally got off work at 5 PM, I wouldspend that free time cleaning, washing, ironing or picking up theclutter. After dinner, I'd clean up and then we'd talk or watch a littletelevision. She'd use the time while I was cleaning up to read the mailand pay any bills. If I stayed on that schedule, we would usually havemost of the weekend to ourselves. Although generally a consideratespouse, Andrea. The resort and bar was not doing well so when Steve and his wife Susan offered to rent one of the cottages while there house was being built, we jumped at the chance. I was a little worried about Susan because a lot young raunchy boaters frequented our bar and Don’s wife Susan was drop dead gorgeous. She was absolutely beautiful with her petite figure, long brunette hair and a movie star face that drew stares wherever she went. I was a little worried about her because her husband was away on.