This room is the last I shall ever share, these faces the last I shall ever see. We are equals now. No amount of money or status makes a jot of differ...nce. Death simply doesn't give a fuck. 'Fuck?' I stood. Tore open my new blouse - its pristine presence was pointless now - and jiggled my cantilevered tits at them. Greyhair bellowed. 'Sit down!' For the merest moment, I wavered, but it was only a moment. I had three minutes. We all had three minutes. What possible sanction could sway me from my. I came near her and turned her towards me. We could hardly see each other’s face but I was able to sense the fire in her body as I gently kissed her all over her face and then gave her a hard smooch. I was sure this was the first kiss of her life as she took time to learn the tongue play. The taste of her saliva was wonderful. We smooched each other for around 10 minutes while I pressed her ass tightly towards me. She would have been feeling my hot lund near her navel as her little fingers. Dripping they entered and took their topcoats off in the porch. "I need a shower," Sally sighed."You've been having one for the last hour," Billie quipped."A hot shower without clothes on stupid!" I'd like to see that!" Billie was in a buoyant mood now he was safe. "Surely it's worth at least a peek after guiding you down that trail? We could do some real bonding." I'd want you to do more than peek but the bonding could be fun." laughed Sally."Am I to be left out?" Gallie interrupted."Not. "A line or two," she muttered. She turned and rummaged for a moment in adrawer. Turned again, held up her find.It was a bra. The palest pink, swirls of lace on the cups, making afragile edge, a tiny bow between. She dangled it on its narrow straps, onein each crooked index finger.I shook my head."A line or two," she said. "That's all. It doesn't mean anything. It'sjust to help."She bent over, slipped my right arm through the delicate strap. I closedmy eyes, felt her ease it over my arm. I felt.