“First of all, I want to make it perfectly clear, Mrs. Hayward, that I made the first move on your husband. He has such a beautiful, big cock, and t...ice I jerked him off while we watched Brad play. And he fingered my pussy and made me cum,” she recalled lowering her head and blushing.“Did you have fun?” She asked.“I sure did!”“That’s the main thing and you didn’t get caught having your fun?” Karen asked.“No we didn’t,” she perked up.“Then Abby jerked off Brad on the way home,” Dan added.“My,. We sucked on each other's tongue as our asses became our playthings. "Was I over my head now?" I said to myself. I looked down and saw our two cocks together my mind answered that real quickly. I wanted a experience!As I dropped to my knees and took his cock into my mouth his hand gently grabbed my head and pushed his cock deeper in my mouth. My lips glided up and down his shaft making him moan of course. I took my tongue and teased his head on his cock it was incredible how I was making him. " She broke off and turned away. It was starting to feel like a crappy soap opera. "Look Cassie i'm alright. Nothing to be afraid of. See?" Just then the doctor and the morgue attendant walked in. The doctor nearly passed out looking at me. "Geez do I look like a zombie or something?" I said trying to lighten the mood. Once the doctor regained composure he talked quietly to the nurse. She rarely spoke back mostly just nodded or shook her head. After 5 tense minutes he walks over to me and says. If left alone by the elements for a time, the river turns its hand to the most glorious recreations of its surroundings. Far beyond human ability, the river is a dead set legend at the painting gig. Not much variety mind you, always paints a version of the same setting, but so damn good. And prolific. Just give it a bit of daylight and a break from the wind or rain, and it’s on the job early doors. Works all day too. Old man river artist is at the height of his powers today. Here the canvas is.