She started to fuck his mouth with her finger faster, taking long strokes in and out. With her other hand she started to rub her clit."Tim, I want you...tomorrow to shave around your dick and your ass, and on your way home from work I want you to get an enema bag and clean yourself before I get home." Tim responded with a nod as she was now changing the rhythm of fucking his mouth. "I want you to be on your knees and eager to be my bitch when I come home tomorrow."Amy then stopped and got on top. How could he possibly be dead? He was not even thirty years old. I just did not get it. After you leave I just sit on my bed staring at the wall in front of me. It seems as if it was only yesterday that I was sitting in the living room talking to him. Now I would never get the chance to tell him everything that needed to be said. I clutch my pillow tight to my body squeezing as if it were him. Tears roll down my face. Lying myself back down against the pillows I cried myself to sleep. The. "Oh yeah, it was great. Nothing like a bunch of muscles squirming under you to really get you off. By the way, your ass Is leaking on my stomach." "I don't care. Its your fault anyway." I sat there on top of him staring and the joyful glare in his eyes at what he had accomplished. He was still breathing a bit heavy and I watched his chest raising up and down as he laid there with his arms still above his head. His veins where still bulging and prominent from the strain he had exerted. One. I was sure that Wen would not, but I wasn’t sure about Alejandra, Leila, and Jorge. It gave me a chance to completely relax in peace and quiet, with only the sound of hissing steam and our breathing providing any possible disturbance. About ten minutes after we sat down, Sofia slipped her hand into mine and I squeezed hers in response. We sat that way for another fifteen minutes, and then moved to the whirlpool where she reclined against me in the warm, swirling water.“You aren’t upset that I.