She had a look of horror and sadness over the death of her husband."Amelia," she said but then cut off whatever was supposed to come next."Do you mind...if I ask you some questions, Mr... ," the officer said before glancing at his notepad. "McPherson?"I shrugged my shoulders. Amelia still hadn't released her grip around my neck."How well did you know Mr. Federici?" he asked."Barely," I said. "In fact, before yesterday I hadn't seen, heard or thought of him in years."The man glanced toward. I reversed directions and started up her right thigh and again gave her clit a quick flick of with my tongue and continued down the left thigh.I started the process again, knowing from the moans coming from Becky, she would not let me get by her pussy a third time with just a quick peck. As I came closer and closer to her pussy. Becky placed her hands on the back of my head, moving it to her pussy. I gave her clit a quick flick like before when she said "Oh no you don't! You need stay put for. “Thanks honey, you’re so kind,” said Julie. Both women giggled at this. Standing behind her, Kath slid her hands ever so slowly down over her sister’s hips and thighs as she removed the delicate panties. She was kneeling on the floor by the time the knickers were at Julie’s feet and she gave her sister a quick, wet kiss, right on the centre of her left buttock. “Ohh, that’s nice, it’s a long time since anyone kissed my ass.” Kath took the panties in her left hand and slowly slid them back up. . I'm not." He turned around and left.My father was there, just around the corner and I ran to him, hugging him as I started to cry. He stroked my hair and kissed the top of my head."Hmmm, that went better than I expected," he said.I couldn't help but giggle then, just a little. But I was still hurting, still crying. I changed clothes and we went to McDonald's. I needed some French fries. They have the best and they always cheered me up, even though they gave me pimples if I ate too many.My.