Even the blood in the trunk wouldn’t necessarily be enough to prove anything.I started by dragging the body in a straight line for probably about ha...f a mile, but once it was obvious I wasn’t leaving a blood trail, I changed directions a few times, moving deeper and deeper into the trees.Probably about five miles into my trek, I stumbled across a small pond covered in a film of scum and algae. Figuring it was as good of a spot as any, I dropped the legs and began gathering all the rocks I could. I bought it when I skydived for charity. ‘Fancy a Jump?’ it read, and he took it literally. Back at my place, I went through the usual charade of making coffee, up to the point where I asked whether he took sugar – oh no, what other things about him have I erased from my memory! – when he cut to the chase. Him: Let’s go to bed. Me: Who said anything about us sleeping together? There’s only coffee on offer, tonight. He didn’t answer. He grabbed my hand, pulled me towards him and kissed me. For a. Eventually Lynne told me that she felt the time was right and put one leg across my body and straddled me, pinned my arms down with her shins, and we prepared for her to engage her bush with my face. She was in no hurry and sat over my face with her pussy inches above my mouth. I tried to stretch my neck to reach it with my tongue but it remained just out of reach. It was so frustrating because I could smell it but couldn’t reach it. Lynne looked down at me and smiled at my attempts. Soon she. Now, she asked me to remove my shirt and jeans and I did, and just when she lowered my underwear a bit, my dick came out in its full glory. She gave me a naughty smile and started giving me a handjob.Oh, guys, her soft hands felt as if they were made just for my dick. Just as she was doing that I unbuttoned her skirt and unzipped it and got my hand under her white panty and started caressing her clitoris. It was now that her hand motion on my dick slowed down and she again closed her eyes to.