He stretched them out between his two hands against the summer light coming in through his window. “Wow” They were sexy as hell. He brought them t... his nose and took a tentative sniff. It was a weird smell. Partly dusty, partly wooden from the un-painted bare wood inside the dresser and the barest hint of flowers or something, most probably from the washing powder.That they were so intimately linked to the previous inhabitant of the room, who just happened to be a teen girl, was extremely. He called out, "Are you okay?"The small voice inside said, "No, everybody died."Inside he found three kids, six, seven, and ten, and the ten year-old girl was holding a now empty .22 caliber bolt-action rifle. The boy and his little sister were both ill with a high fever and what looked like a rash; they needed medical attention that none of his family could give them."Is there anyone else alive here?" asked Paul.The girl who said her name was Berry, said, "At the airport. There is a lady with. Just before I get home, I insist that she puts on a thin white “office-type” blouse and dark hold up stockings and a short black skirt. To complete the outfit she wears high heels and some “Eternity” perfume. As I come in I can make out her slutty black bra and her large nipples poking out. She looks slightly tarty and smells of perfume and love-juice.She then prepares a couple of Gin and Tonics while I strip off and lie on the sofa- she comes over and we have a drink and I start to kiss her. I saw my wild eyed, naked wife, legs wide open, frantically rubbing her clit. She whispered to me "Holey shit that was good!" It probably took a good two to three hours to come down from the excitement as we recounted our two sides of the story between bouts of intense sex. She told me that Patrick had continued to finger fuck her and had actually sucked on her clit briefly with his finger in her just before suddenly covering her tit's in his cum then as quick as he could he covered her up and.