We’re sitting on the edge of the bed, tightly against one another. She puts her arm around me, so I do the same. A fairly nice looking couple are on...the screen. They talk a little and head into the bedroom and begin to undress. As she gets naked, I realize the female has a very nice body, slim with noticeable breasts. Then he’s naked, too, and he has a pretty big cock sticking up into the air. She reaches out and wraps her hand around his cock and steps up to him and they kiss and she tells him. Normally, after having been raped, one would call the cops. That was all well and good, and it was obvious that she had been raped, but what would the cops think about the mutilated corpse?Would they think she murdered him after the rape? Would that constitute as self defense, if they did?Stacy was terrified of the idea of being blamed for this creep?s death.Should she try to hide the body? Oh, how silly, she thought. It?s not as if she?d done anything wrong; he?d raped her then died on top. I turned around to sit but she was right behind me and grabbed my waist and unbuckled my belt and dropped my pants. I was rock hard and she was loving it. she stroke my stiff shaft a couple of times and we started kissing. She then sat me down on the couch, she took off her sweat pants leaving only her blue butterfly panties on. I could see the bulge of her hairy pussy trying to escape. She than sat on my lap facing me, grabbed my rock hard cock and place it right on her panties and riding up. First slowly and just the tip. Then picking up the pace and depth. He was more than pleased with my work and he started to caress my head as I was gagging on his now very wet cock."You are a very good leather whore" he said pleased."Thank you" I replied and continued to suck his cock."I knew it from the moment I saw you" he said."Really?" I said while rubbing his cock in my lips."Yes, I was sure you are a cocksucking slut. The way you were looking at me..." he said... And I thought I looked.