Tears running down her face, she slid it up and right back down, grabbing my ass to force my cock in deeper. Then one more time, all the way up and ba...k down. This time with my entire cock in her mouth, wifeys tongue came out and licked my balls. Peggy had now gotten naked and was lying on the bed rubbing her pussy. Wifey stood up and pushed me back down . Wifey climbed on and slid my cock in her wet pussy. She hopped up and down fucking me like she was possessed. Peggy threw her leg over my. It had all begun the first time she greeted him at the door. She didn’t see anything amiss being dressed in heels and sheer lingerie, and was baffled by his reaction. She’d tried a different approach the next time, wearing one of his dress shirts instead (nothing underneath, she’d felt overdressed as it was), with the same result. His first discussion on the topic of “discretion” was so alien to her that she’d wondered if she’d done something deserving of punishment. The idea that. We swapped stories of getting drunk and high and how both of us had nearly gotten arrested for silly pranks. Gracie was right, we became the best of buddies, a bonding that would never leave me, even though she only lived a couple years more, before cancer killed her. Jeez! Time for another toke! I laughed at how we did it under my folk's nose there in the house, with the door closed and having to keep quiet as we had our little quick sessions; mom and dad none-the-wiser. She would be sitting. Hestia was dead. They wouldn't let me see her. As a matter of fact, I spent the night after our dinner with Lars in a hotel with Eoin, Paul, and about a dozen agents from MI5 while Ambrose supervised the clean-up at the townhouse. From what I overheard before they realized I was listening, Hestia was not just dead, she was mauled. They said something about not being able to find all of her pieces when the coroner showed up. The other two security agents who went with Hestia, Lady Ancen, and.