Apparently, it had worked semi-well before, and hopefully it would work again, maybe even a lot better this time around. He knew he had to kill her, i... for nothing else, but to keep his already fragile sanity. On one of her attempts to follow him, he gave her the slip and followed her instead, straight to her own apartment. For two days straight he watched her apartment through the windows of a hotel room across the street. Maybe he had unnerved her or she felt that she would take a break from. " I got mad and told him I wasn't some cum-bucket whore that he could use to masturbate in whenever the mood hit him and we got in a big argument"Immediately on saying that, her mood reversed and she broke into tears."He didn't even say he loved me, then, just argued about how right we were for each other and why was I breaking up now after we'd been together so long" She sagged into my arms, weeping.I just held her and let her cry it out.We didn't fuck that evening, I just held her and. He started stroking faster when he saw her arch her back.Sherry felt the orgasm rush through her body. She let it flow through her and her body arched. Her heels on the floor and her hips bucked up. She shoved all three fingers deep into her hole and rubbed her spot. She felt another wave of pleasure rocket through her and she loved every second of it. As her body slowly returned to the couch she opened her eyes a little and happened to see….The mailman watched as her body arched in obvious. He was faster and had already thrown the towel to the door. "Julia, calm down. I just want to show you how badly I want you." I could see that he was already hard. "I want to finish what you started in the shower. You looked so sexy standing there with your legs spread and a finger sliding over your sweat pussy. I wanted to fuck you there, but you ran."I was shocked to hear him say this. I am his sister. I tried to push him away, but I was unable. I looked up at him "Sean, no! I won't do this!".