He just told me to shut up, and he would do what he wanted, he also said ‘No more talking or it’s over’. He continued to torment me this way, fo... what seemed like an eternity. At one point, I had an orgasm so intense that I practically broke the string to the blinds. Then all of a sudden he stopped, pulled up my pants and walked out of the room. I was still standing there, with horribly weak legs and still slightly twitching from my previous orgasm, looking at my cut panties on the floor. After. I had never realised that they all found her so hot although i knew Tom had a thing for her. I decided to call a halt , hey guys that’s my Mrs your talking about. They reigned it in a bit but chided that I must have realised that guys looked at her as a hottie, even suggesting she must get hit on all the time. I don’t know why but their comments about her body and how they wished they were going home to her really turning me on.All week all I kept thinking about was what the guys would think if. ‘Mother’s name Rose?’ ‘No, Rose is my aunt. How do you know Rose?’ The realization that we were related streaked across her face. ‘We will have to do the math later. Rose and her husband live in Rose’s family home of my aunt and uncle Rita and John. We are first cousins making you a cousin somewhere along the line.’ I began noticing how attractive Mary was even in her warm fall sweater and thick pants to ward off nettles. I wondered how attractive she was in a dinner dress. ‘An Allison. Only recently, I had discovered that her younger sister who was now in her mid-50s but looked just 40 was the most likely suspect in her sudden and mysterious demise. Some of what Priscilla told me just did not add up because I found that her sister Claire was both exciting and lacking any mean spirit at all. In fact, I had already explored her orally, anally and even deposited a nice load inside her tight and talented pussy. Of course, I told Priscilla I was merely investigating her death, but.