"You rescued them from that pig. And they know he's dead. I told them before we left when they were worrying he would follow them and get them back. I...didn't tell them you killed him, but they know you were the boss of the mission. That means you were the one who was ultimately responsible for his death. No way are they going to believe that Ingles just up and coincidentally died. Trust me, these young ladies are not stupid, and they are going to thank you for giving them a place to live. And. ” Richard bent down and removed the said items and handed them to me. I took them and walked across the room. Of course, I wiggled my arse for him as I walked. I also placed the shoes near the door making sure I kept my legs straight as I bent over. I could feel the dress ride up my thighs. To be honest, the dress didn’t have far to rise up, and I knew I was showing him everything as I bent over. I know what I look like when I bend over like this and I know that I wouldn’t be able to resist. She let out a constant stream of moans under him.His pace picked up until he was really pounding her hard. Each thrust pushed her into the bed further. As he grunted with his effort, she moaned under it. Yet knowing my wife, I could also read the signs of another orgasm building. Surest of which was her snaking her hand to her clit. This was always a sure sign of her being on the edge of exploding.It came quickly too! As I watched, she reared her head up and cried out, and although the camera. Finally, she grabbed the back of his hooded head and pulled his mouth to her eager sex, smacking his ass with a leather crop as she commanded him to put his tongue to work.Jessica was close now. So close to her first orgasm in what seemed like forever. It had been well over a decade since she took her vow of celibacy, but she was re-learning the art of self pleasure at lighting speed. Her pussy greedily devoured her fingers in smooth strokes. Her digits slurped in and out in between silky rubs.