In the basement I found a basket of dirty clothes and towels, and I mixed our clean up towel in there. We folded up Bills comforter with the big wet s...ot and put it in his car. It would go to the dry cleaners while he was in New York. I cleaned off Megs sex toy and returned it to its hiding place.We finally went downstairs and put on the TV and curled up on the sofa together."Thanks, I needed that, Bill" I said."We BOTH needed that," he reiterated. "I could fuck you every night," he added."Not. I already had the flu, but thanks for the aid you are providing to the county." I was trying hard not to like her, but I wasn't sure yet just how I was doing at it. You have to remember, all my other friends were killers. So I guess I couldn't hold a few dead husbands against her. The truth was no matter how I felt about her, I wouldn't be the one to kill her. It was just a matter of our rules about the selection of victims. They were based on the highest probability of our not even coming up. I did try out the end of one of my husband’s tree cutting shears – I needed something, and decided to see how it felt. God, it wasn’t too big around, maybe 2 inches in diameter, but it was hard and as long as I wanted, it was easy 2 feet long total, so if I wanted 2 inches or 8 inches I had control. There I was standing on the cold garage floor, dripping rain water off my body with one of the ends of the handle my husband uses to cut our trees with up my pussy working it in and out. I worked. It doesn't take Alanlong to dis-entangle himself from Nathan and Ray. He immediately climbs ontoGreg's ass and without preliminaries except for getting lubed up, Alan propelsforward and buries his stiff cock in Greg's ass, "ahhhhhhhh, give it to me, fuck meman, fuuuuuck me, hurt that ass, ohhhhhhh give it to me." That makes Alan all themore hotter and he puts his knees in between Greg's legs and spreads them widefor deeper penetration, when Maurice comes out of the bathroom. He's.