I leisurely ran my finger along the lips of her swollen pussy, inserted the tip, and rubbed her clitoris. I could feel the vibrator in her asshole thr...ugh the walls of her vagina. She was soaking wet now. I took my finger from her pussy. Was that a little moan I heard? I shrugged, ?Oh honey, it must be the embalming fluid leaking out of you. Poor baby.?I teased my way up to Wendy’s breasts, playing my fingers along her soft compliant flesh. I slid the dress off her shoulders and freed her tits,. For weeks afterwards we'd call each other on the telephone regularly, ostensibly just to talk about Duncan and console each other on our mutual loss. But as time went by we began to talk less about Duncan and how we missed him, and more about ourselves. For almost a year that was our relationship. Having actually met just once, we talked on the telephone several times a week.During that year an uncle of mine passed away without issue and he left me his dilapidated little cottage in his will.. He went back to fingering me. "Fuck baby, You're so tight," he said, as he pushed a second finger in. I moaned in almost a yelp. He started to kiss my chest and neck as he fingered me slowly positioning himself in between my legs. He reached back to grab the box of condoms. They were in shiny gold wrappers. He looked at me looking for permission, and I nodded my head in approval. He ripped the condom open with his teeth and slid it onto his dick. He kept fingering me and just started rubbing. In addition, she’s offering to bring pizza and soft drinks so I won’t have to cook anything for their visit.”After quickly putting the picture and note on the log beside her, Jasmine turned to grab Morales in a hug. “Baby, this is better – far better – than I ever dared to hope. I was half afraid the General would storm in here demanding to know what I wanted with him; instead, he’s bringing Colonel Matthews and his family.”Jasmine suddenly sucked in a breath before shooting to her feet. “Baby,.