While I did this, she pulled off her now soaked yoga pants. Before I entered her, I realized (to my absolute dismay and horror) I didn't have a condom...and her and Scott don't use them. Our eyes met and either by sudden development of telepathy or just knowing that neither of us wanted to wait to find a condom, I knew it was now or lose the moment. I entered her, a little more forcefully that I meant to. As I said before, she's still rather tight (Von being b**n by C******n section) and wasn't. “Hi Piquot, It’s lovely to see you too.” Eskia said with a smile, “What’s up with your voice?”Piquot grinned at her.“Mithtreth had my tongthe pierthed, all four of them!” She stated proudly. “Thee thayth it makth for better thtimulathion of her clitorith.”Eskia grinned and lifted the Imp of off her shoulder and brought her around to face her. She kissed Piquot her tiny forked tongue stroked the Imps four tongues as she allowed a little energy to flow into the Imp healing the tongues around the. In the scale of things we had seen together, it just didn’t signify. A couple days later I called the number on my notepad. An extremely calm male voice answered. ‘Holman’s Funeral Service. How may I assist you?’ ‘Excuse me?’ ‘Holman’s Funeral Service.’ ‘Is this 232-5131?’ The professional calm was wearing a little. ‘Yes it is. Do you need immediate services or would you like information on pre-need arrangements?’ ‘I guess you can bury my love life if you want.’ ‘May I connect you to Alcoholics. . the whole way there I kept visualizing that big dick in my mouth... I got the address, sweating and shaking because I never have done this before... I slowly made my way to the door trying to hide my hardon, rang the door bell and this 6 foot 3 well dressed fit and clean cut guy answers the door, he invites me in and asks me to go downstairs and wait... I’m waiting patiently, and he starts coming down the stairs, around the corner, wearing nothing but his wife’s panties and his dick barely.