“He’s gone, Momma,” Bena whispered in a quavering voice. The younger girl’s voice sounded so loud against the death-drenched silence. Even at ...his distance, Bremer could see the tears pouring down the young girl’s face. Those tears streamed down Bena’s cheeks, punctuating the all-consuming, gruesome pall of death which lay heavy on the smithy’s forge. The tears sparkled as they fell, the glint and shine of them painting a stark counterpoint to the duller luster of the blood that soaked the very. Maybe she should take a shower and wash some of the grime from her 32-year-old body. It would be quite embarrassing if anyone came to the door right now. She wouldn't dare answer it."So, you think momma stinks, do you?" Marsha pulled back the hem of her shirt, examining herself. The light blue underpants were visibly stained, her vaginal lubrication having soaked through the fabric and dried to a crusty white. "I'd have to agree with you on that, Curly."The animal looked up at her, whining at. I looked over at Michael, who was also awake, he obviously had the same. There was a tap on the door and Aunt Debbie poked her head through as she partially opened it. Im just going to the supermarket to get some stuff, you can get your own breakfast and amuse yourselves cant you? she informed us. No problem mum Michael responded. We heard the door slam and our door once again opened. It was Beverley. Hey sis Michael welcomed her in. Hi bruv she replied, Hi sexy she acknowledged me. I smiled. He wrapped me in his arm and placed kiss on my forehead. I closed my eyes and waited for more. Soon his lips were over mine kissing me.Slowly & passionately, Siv kissed my lips, his one hand slowly caressing my cheek and the other caressing my back. It was a slow teasing kiss and we were locked in a very tight embrace now. My eyes were closed and Siv was savoring every moment. It was an awe and delight mixed emotions running thru me. Me a faithful married women being kissed by a much older man..