If you knew where to search you'd find stolen images of the bloodspattering around the left-open driver's door and the bulls eye my facehad made again...t the windscreen. Neither me, nor any other trace of meor my body had ever been found.I had seen it once more. Waking amongst a clean smell and a clinical,white light I had thought I was laid in a hospital room. That had seemedto fit with my last memory of a hedgerow spinning up in place of the skyas my Range Rover flew. I'd lain there a moment,. A few mintues passed and I was already feeling better now that I was out of the sun. Then I heard a noise. A shadow tiptoed into the room. It was hard to see in the extreme dark but when the shadow pulled the curtains aside slightly I saw that it was Sara's brother. He was wearing only his shorts and damn did he look good. What really amazed me was that he was obviously spying on the girls outside, on us, his bratty sister's bratty friends. He was staring out intensely and I could imagine the. She said the orgasm was due to the delay and her thinking of me cleaning our juices away from her ‘little fanny’ which was the name she had given her pussy.Ian had told her after her return that she seemed different and not as tight and a lot wetter so she had told him that it was because she had not had sex for a couple of weeks. (If only he knew) She said her marriage was now bearable and that Ian was coming home directly from work most nights and had commented on how responsive she had. She brought her finger to her mouth and licked it. “Mmmmmm, so sweet!” she said.She slowly started stroking my cock harder and faster. Working her hands expertly across the length of my shaft. Sometimes using both hands and pumping my cock with them. Other times one hand while the other cupped my balls. I really wanted her to take my cock into her mouth but was too mesmerized by how well she was jerking me off to ask for it. I really had no idea where this was going to go or how was it.