" 'Course nobody'll match up but you'll find someone who means a lot to you in different ways and she'll fill the gap. 'Cos there is a gap. I can see...the difference from when your wife was alive and 'ow you are now." Well, there's bound to be a difference when you've lost someone you love deeply and who is part of you." Part of you? Part of you? You two were like bloody vines an' I envy you. I could ask either of you a question, unless it was something particular to do with the cleaning, and. ”“He knows more than most,” Ted assured her. “Well then, let me take you to where he is.”Ted tapped on the pocket door of the same room in which Sam and, two days later, George, had entertained Paula.“Is that you, Jenny?” a child’s voice asked from the other side.“It’s me alright,” Jenny assured him.The door opened and Paul Macon was standing there in his “business casual” clothes, the same that he sometimes wore on stage. If this was intended to impress Jenny, it worked. She’d noted several. “Like this my lord?” “Hmmmmmm. Yeah! You got the idea. You’re a quick learner my sweet Alice. Yes! Now up and down! Squeeze it harder to! Yes! Oh you darling little whore! You’re so fucking good!” He responded to her tightness. His hands clutched her small hips and he forced her down hard with almost every down thrust of her virginal looking body. Alice cried out from a quick climax. She threw her head back and jutted her little tits out which he instantly grabbed and sucked. “Fuck. I curled my middle finger up inside her, feeling the bumpy ridges of her G-spot just under her swollen clit. She immediately straightened her back and gasped for me.“That’s it!” she said, finding a sexy tone in her voice. “Make me cum again!”Her words were very encouraging, and I almost forgot my focus, whirling my tongue over her clit and working the soft pad of my fingertip inside her.She almost got me, but I was able to hold off. I gave her inner thigh a kiss, and she whimpered, trying to.