Irene said. I was never married because I was too shy. This means I need to die five years early. My fiancé, did not marry me because I would on...y be around for five more years. He will now get two younger women with permission to kill one of them with no charges of murder. You all will see me murdered just like the women before. With no woman over 35 there are no old women but only old men. I will never be old because I will die now. Goodbye nobody will miss me. Irene suffered some but. Yes, Im fucking my wet pussy with this banana, deep and hard, I said loudly, not caring anymore who might hear me. The stupid chick from next door or the old couple across the hall might as well hear that Im getting some for once. And you like being used that way, having your hole taken advantage of like an obedient whore, she continued, breathing heavier. Oh yes, I answered, my voice loud and shrill by now as I was rubbing my clit hard with my other hand while the yellow fruit slipped in and. “Oh! Don’t torture me…” You smile at me, the feather tickling my belly, my crotch, my thighs, my ass cheeks, my hips…. oh! God, it is unbearable. My legs thrash around on the bed, my body jerking in spasm, my cunt leaking profusely. You get up and sit on my thighs. You start tickling me with the feather slowly rotating it on my tits, my nipples, my cleavage….. Then my arm pits, my neck, my face, my ears… I go into another spasm of orgasm, jerking my hips, even though you are pinning me down.You. I told her they needed to come off. That meant her boots also had to come off, and before I knew it, she was totally naked in the back seat of my husband's car. I started to lick her pussy. She was so wet already, and tasted so fucking good. I dipped my tongue inside her, nibbled the inside of her thighs, and wrapped my lips around her clit. I wanted to be inside her. I felt around for her opening and felt my own pussy contract as I slowly entered her, her moist flesh gripping my finger. I.