Cela arriva. Alors qu'il terminait la jambe droite de Lisa, la main gauche insérée entre ses cuisses ... Il la toucha ..... A cet endroit, juste un ...eu, très légèrement .... Du revers de ses doigts qui avaient dérapés et imperceptiblement frottés contre sa fente ..... Il sentit son sursaut instantané ..... Mais elle ne dit rien!-"Ooops désolé ...." s'excusa-t-il suavement.-"Désolé de quoi?....." lui demanda-t-elle dolente.Bien sûr elle avait remarqué le léger incident. Elle en avait ressenti. You're going to take..." Promise ... Promise..." Rico wheezed. It was the last words he would ever say. With a soft gasp, Rico died.Gunfire erupted again behind him. Different angles. They were trying to kill him. Trying to kill him like they'd killed Rico. He had trouble coming to terms with the reality lying right in front of him. He couldn't believe that Rico was gone. Rico couldn't be gone. He just couldn't. Rico would never die. Never. The man would never abandon him.Tears welled as he. ”Jean pulled into the driveway at 4:30, just as Karl and Roxie completed cleaning up the bedroom; the bedsheets, laundered, and bed made. The place looked good. Cum was still oozing out of Roxie’s pussy, though. And her clitoris seemed to be continually in the state of engorged arousal. They had that last fuck only two hours before. It was cutting it pretty close. Risky! Karl had taken a long, hot shower to get ‘the Roxie’ off his body. During their many fuckings, she had smeared her pussy. She didn't stop, though; she just kept sucking away. Frank started to laugh."Don't worry about it, Sandy. Just let it happen. It's not piss anyway, it's much better."I couldn't help it. I began to pee. Only I knew instantly that it was different. There was no stream pouring out of me like when I stand in front of a toilet. Rather, it was just a couple of short spurts coming out, which ended quickly. And it felt great! I didn't comprehend it, but I loved it. It was like the relief someone feels.