..then...well..it was nice.Very nice.Very very nice.I groaned.A groan of pleasure.It was wonderful.A new experience.Andrea eventually lifted his mouth...off my soaking wet bum,long after he had cleaned it.I wasn't happy.I was horny.Damn horny."Fuck me Andrea " I pleaded,as I turned around.He was already lowering his trousers.His cock sprung to attention.It was magnificent.I wanted it.I needed it.It looked huge.Jack had a beautiful cock.And he wasn't at all small either.I loved sucking him. You look afteryourself."Moving on to the drive, John realised that Mr. Dawkins had died 5 yearssgo and he hadn't known his first name. Furthermore he had called him'Joanne'. In a way that was a relief that be hadn't been exposed as somecross dressing wierdo but what on earth was goin on?After a few steps down the drive, John turned to look back at the houseand noticed that the windows and front door were no longer double glazedwhich they. had been for John's entire life. The garage door was. Lucy was smiling at me and I marvelled at how beautiful a woman she had become after her spotty, buck-toothed childhood, at twenty-five she had everything a man could want which made Gordon's philandering incomprehensible."You're quiet tonight Gary." my sister smiled."Hmm," I replied dragging my mind back to the present, "oh, sorry, I was miles away then." I said you're quiet tonight." Lucy repeated herself.Her smile looked a little strained to me and I wondered if she was at last seeing Gordon. "We'd like to make a list of anything that is missing. Anything that your wife might have taken with her if she came back here perhaps?" Why would she have done that? She was in London when we spoke, I told..." I am conscious that my voice is rising in pitch.Constable Evans can see I'm getting upset again. "I'm sorry if this is distressing Mr McEwan but we really do need to go through this. All right?"I try to calm myself. "Yes," I agree. "Sure. It's OK."The three of us go up stairs and go from.