"AHH, oh god, mmm yeah, fuck yeahh" she murmured as her pussy started to dribble with her lovely cum. She pulled me up and was kissing my mouth pasion...tely as she was pulling up her dress and pulling the top of her dress down past her shoulders and exposing her beautiful, errect scarlet nipples. She grabbed my cock and was rubbing her clothes with it, until slowly inserting it into her warm, very wet hole. "Ooohh yeah"she whispered as I gently began to fuck her under the warm summer sun.. He tried to rationalise what had felt so good about it, and realised it was precisely because he didn't have to try to please her while he was doing it. He had known that in several positions it was quite possible to play with her breasts or her clit, but thinking back over the few times they had experimented with anal sex over the last few days he recognised that there was something about buggering a girl that took away all romantic and sharing thoughts! He could see what was worrying. Apparently she'd stabbed him at least a hundred times and then done other things to his corpse ... there were 'satanic ritualistic elements', I heard one of the officers saying to my father. They let him identify her body at the morgue but I was still too young and 'too sensitive' to go. He told me once later when he was really drunk that she had carved a fresh pentagram into her own forehead with a knife before she died. That's when I started to go really crazy, right after that. I'd wake up. Probed it. Lapped it. Spat on it. Slapped it several times which seemed to make Petra utter filthy words at her.This wasn’t how the game was supposed to go.Melissa’s thumb of her left hand entered Petra’s anus and the rest of her fingers curled up behind it; cradling her bottom in the palm of her hand. The thumb of her right hand nestled down on her clit with the rest of her fingers pushing down tight onto her belly while she tongue-lashed her cunt.Petra came hard. So hard, that even her hands.