Or perhaps not...April got on top of me on the bed and started sucking my nipples. Asshe did, she grinded her clit into what was left of my penis. S...ereached below and started fingering what was the beginning of my vagina.It wasn?t deep yet but that would change. She fingered me with her twofingers and then rubbed one inch penis with her thumb. I cried out in afeminine gasp not caring if anyone heard. In reality, no one could everhear us out here.She then lowered her mouth on my vaginal. " almost too late, I reached forward and put my hand between the patch and your panties just as you sat down. "Ooo," you squealed, as I tried to remove my hand, now trapped between your hot moist panties and the warm seat. I'm sure you knew that it was no spillage on the seat, but you didn't seem to worry about my hand...quite the opposite in fact.As I tried to twist my hand free, I'm sure you started to grip your thighs together, and the more I wriggled the harder you squeezed. Your eyes were. Why oh why can't I be flexible enough to get at myself! I suck at the soft skin on the inside of my thigh just below my knee. Salty, and while I like the sensation of my mouth, it's not the flavor I seek. That I need. Moaning, I bring my fingers to my mouth. Sucking them wantonly with the passing thought of what a dirty bitch I can be when I'm horny like this. Keeping them in my mouth, I roll over onto my tummy. I start to reach for one of the throw pillows on the couch to hump but realize I. ”“What?” he fired back. “Don’t fuck around, Bill, this is serious.”“I’m sorry, Dave, but it’s true. Her body was found a couple of hours ago.”“That’s not possible! She went to Girl’s Night Out with Jude and the girls from yoga.” He jumped up and grabbed his cellphone. “I’ll call her. You’ll see. She’s fine.”“Dave, she was positively ID’d. She had her bag with her, her driver’s license, plus,” I hesitated to tell him, but I pushed forward, “I saw her. It was Melissa.”“There must be a mistake,”.