I start to face fuck her hard. I'm leaning back on the car and I make her head go back and forth on my dick. She's making gagging noises and I almost ...top but the look on her face shows she loves it. So I turn around and lean her back on the car door and I hump her face using no hands. My dick is covered with spit and I go all the way in her mouth and hold there for a few seconds. She grabs my ass and pushes my dick deeper in her throat. I pull her up and pick her up. I put her legs around my. "He glanced down at his cock, which still had some cum leaking from thetip. I quickly slurped his dick into my mouth and suckled at hissoftening member, getting every last drop from it. When I was sure Ihad it all I sat back on my heels once more, looking up at him."That was very nice of you to clean my cock," he said, "but...." Hepointed down. I followed his direction to see a small puddle of cum onthe tile floor of the entryway. He didn't need to say anything else. Ibent over on all fours and. I told my husband I was going for a shower and then I was off to bed. He mumbled something about being up soon, early start in the morning.I unzipped the dress and stepped out of it swinging it over my shoulder. Now all I was dressed in were my high heels, thigh high stockings and black satin thong as I paraded down the hallway to the bathroom.Passing my bedroom I tossed the dress onto the bed as I turned into the bathroom. I stripped off and showered without even bothering to close the. The first was an antique leather-bound journal with a worn strap holding its covers shut, the second was a heavy envelope with my name, Melissa Gordon, written on it in neat (if old-fashioned) cursive hand. The letter inside was typed on expensive heavy-weight paper that had the company watermark in the center of the page. The letter explained that the law firm had been retained by a small, independent museum to find and return the accompanying diary to the nearest living heir of the doner..