.what have we here?' karen gasped as she felt my hard cock in my jeans.without saying a word she got stood up and took my hand, gently pulling me, she...locked the door as we went past it to go up the stairs and then said 'now we wont be disturbed'and gave me a cheeky smile as she lead me up the stairs, my eyes were glued to her shapely bum and stocking glad legs.Once in the bedroom, we stood at the bottom of the bed, karen kissed me, and as she did, she undid my jeans and pushed them down to my. Sometimes she would leave her seat and float around amongst them, doing this simply to taunt them with a closer look at how insanely hot she looked in her teeny little dress.At other times it was skirts which clung to her like a second skin and revealed oodles of thigh, her legs sometimes bare and beautifully moisturised, sometimes clad in the sheerest of tights, either which way, given the legs Marcia possessed, being enough in itself to almost induce a coronary, let alone when these skirts. Jerome cautioned 'watch your teeth, if you bite me I want be happy and if I ain't happy you want be either'. I stretched my mouth as wide as I could to accommodate his mammoth cock head. His penile ridge was engorged and raised to form a barrier between his cock head and penile shaft. Once it had past my teeth I could not pull my mouth off of his huge cock head. Jerome slowly humped up into my mouth all the while holding the back of my head to keep me from raising to far up. This went on. How the fucking hell could you, you get to go home to your wife tonight, you get to kiss your daughter goodnight. What do I get to do? Plan a goddamn double funeral… No. This isn’t happening. This isn’t the way it’s going to happen…’ Caleb looked over at me. He had a well of tears built up in his own eyes. ‘Jack, Margarets already started the funeral process, don’t worry about that.’ I’d turned to walk out the door, my anger and fury spilling out into venomous words aimed at my dear friend.