John was playing Santa Claus that day. He brought over an insurance check for Jill from her mother's life insurance plus a validated declaration of em...ncipation for Jill. From what I hear, there's a judge out there somewhere who's breathing easier now that she got that check and can prove financial responsibility. She just about tore him a new one when he stamped her Emancipation 'Provisional'. Tore him a new one. That's something Jerry used to say. Jerry's my husband. Or was until he got in. I carressed their firm buttocks, delicous breasts and it felt really good. They were moving a lot though, so it was difficult at times! I did keep my distance though and let them bring each other to orgasm. I could hear the warm juices flow and felt their sweating bodies. One of them came with a soft moan, and the other one was a bit louder. They were still panting, when I asked: could you please help me out with this, pointing at my erection. They smiled at each other, then at me and one of. Vicky didn’t have to ask what was in there, and Emile knew that she knew already.“Morgue just came by a few minutes after I called you and dropped this off. Apparently, they forgot to give it to us when we were over there earlier,” she said. The box contained the viscera bags with the organs that had been removed completely during Saema’s autopsy. The Lead Pathologist had examined them himself one more time before signing off on the forms and having them sealed for good.Vicky grabbed the box. What...? I blinked open my eyes. He was straddling my groin,a knee on either side. I felt him take my cock and guide it into my crackuntil the tip touch his asshole. I don't know who was burning more: Brianor me. He lowered himself onto me, and I felt my cockhead slip through hisring, his sphincter and into his anus. It was like an elastic band round mycock. The band slipped lower and lower until my cock was buried into thehilt, my hair brushed the cheeks of his ass. Brian began to raise and.