But I loved him and I didn't want to let him go. I tried to explain myself to him as I undressed him, gently unfastening each button, forcing myself t... go slowly, ignoring the urgency of my own frustrated desires. I slowly slid the shirt off over his cold shoulders and stood back to admire him. Now he was half-naked, I could see the wounds the coroner had left, the incision where he'd cut into the dead flesh, looking for something I could never understand. Thank god for the abbreviated autopsy.. " You could try watching." At this I gasped and was not sure if she was joking."I’d find it a real turn on," she said. "And it sounds like you are going to be ‘up’ anyway." She giggled.We talked it over and my excitement grew. We went upstairs and looked at how it could be arranged. We noticed that the dividing door had the keyhole blocked up with filler. I fetched a small knife and we chipped it out. After a little work I put my eye to the door and had a clear view of her double bed, she. The cock circle and Louise’s mouth went on for maybe ten minutes. None of the men were going to cum, Louise didn’t have enough time with any cock for that and none seemed in any hurry to either fuck her or wank onto her face which is what she had expected but maybe the mask made her face less appealing as a target, she had always thought that men liked that because it degraded the woman. Or, she guessed, just maybe that they were holding out as the evening was still young. It was what ?. We always thought we'd get married and grow old together, but ended up growing apart. The break-up was amicable and we still catch up from time to time, but that passionate fire that was once there will never be rekindled. After we parted ways I dated a few guys on and off and bedded a couple of them, but it was never anything serious. I didn't need a man to support me financially, and I guess I had grown accustomed to the freedom that being single offers. But about a year ago I started to.