He says to tell you that he is dying tonight and he is summoning you to his death bed because you are the only one who can understand the story he has...to tell. Is there any way you can come up here?’ Earl was a rather famous astronomer and professor. Like his grandfather, he spent his nights staring at the heavens – well, actually, in Earl’s case, he was usually looking at monitors that gave him a numeric or visual representation of what his giant array of radio telescopes were seeing as they. .”I pulled her panties aside, her cunt hair trimmed neatly, her pink folds shiny wet, I slid a finger in her, my thumb coming to rest on her clit. I took my cock with my other hand, and guided my prick into her cunt.“no..no..I can’t..its too soon”I just rubbed her clit harder, muffled her with a kiss, and slowly slid my cock in. She was like a vise, gripping my cock like I might get stuck.“oh..oh..uhmm..feels so good”I started stroking in and out, slowly at first, her stocking clad legs over my. ” Then his eyes opened wide and he gripped the table edges. “You’re not, are you?" Yes," I said softly. "We're lovers. I'm sorry, Charlie.”In that moment, he seemed to age ten years, his shoulders slumped, and he stared at me. He finally broke the silence, loudly. "I trusted you,” he sneered.“Sorry,” I repeated, ”but we’re finished. I want a divorce."“A divorce,” he yelled, and the room hushed. “What fucking good will a divorce do you when you're fucking dead?"I quickly got up from my chair and. They slid up and down along my slick inner folds, dipping briefly inside for a moment. That feeling of her in my body wax intense. Janice withdrew her fingers now, eyeing the thread of clear viscous liquid that stretched between them. "Lauren , you're so wet!" She brought her slimy fingertips to her mouth and licked them clean.“Janice I want you!" I pleaded, I was desperate to climax. My hips were rocking back and forth as those fingers returned to the space between my legs. "Fuck me please!".