“Um....,” was all I could say. “If you really didn’t like the idea you would have left or punched me out by now,” he said. “So I guess y...u do want me to do it.” He looked at me steadily now, but I couldn’t quite work up an answer. At first I asked myself, “What, do I radiate gayness or something? This is the second time some guy’s come on to me in a bar.” My dick, however, was making my mind up for me. I was already half-hard and getting harder by the second. “Well, Dave,” I said. “I’ll. Tom, her husband won’t let her come and visit us. She is only allowed to call us when Tom’s around so she doesn’t tell us the truth. Please listen to me, Bobby. I’m worried about my sister.’ Now I was all confused. She’d been married for almost three years and has a kid. She tells Millie she loves me but I never heard from her. I wanted to know what was going on. No, I needed to know what was happening with Sal. ‘Bobby, let me remind you first when Sally first went to college that you two were. Bunching her dress at her hips, he spread her knees gently. Her pussy exposed, glistened and was swollen. Her mound, shaved bare, all pink and delicious, his mouth watered. He slid his hands up the inside of her thighs, she shivered, leaning back and spreading her legs wider. He groaned using his thumbs to part her swollen lips he exposed her engorged clit. He quivering hole leading deep into her body. Her arousal evident, her hot musky scent was prevalent as he leaned close, and tasted the. However there is a problem. She has soiled her clothes and they have started to smell. No victim of the Kosmetics Killer can be smelly. They should all look and smell nice. Thus, I decided to buy some clothes for her. Something sexier than the one she was dressed in. As it was my off day, I cycled to the nearest town after locking my precious dead half naked beauty in the shed.I returned a few hours later, finding her little worse for wear probably due to the dry climate and lack of sun. A.