My need for sexual release was growing more frequent. Wendy and I had fucked overnight and first thing, which of course was wholly routine by now, and...I had slipped off to the gents twice at the crematorium and once at the wake, but I could feel the sap rising afresh. And this time, I thought happily, it would not be another of these mechanical wanks; a real woman awaited me. Wendy had promised that morning that after sorting out her work crisis she would leave at lunchtime and be waiting when. ” Kim was panting and breathing hard. She reached over and grabbed her glass of wine. “You are telling me. Wow, just wow.” I laughed through panting breathes. “Could you pass me my glass of wine? I am parched.” Kim rolled over and looked at me playfully. “Apparently this little fantasy of seeing me with a big black cock really gets us both going. God, there is so much cum inside of me right now. I can’t believe you had that much cum left after what I swallowed earlier.” “Babe the fantasy is. ” “It was a joint effort,” I said. “We both lost it and we both forgot the key word, “No”. We got carried away and I could have hurt you as well. Did I?” I asked. “No, but I hurt myself, I’m very sore down there,” she said. “It was the dress, it made me very sore. That bloody dress!" She said. “Who would think that such a beautiful dress could cause pain?" She smiled, then laughed. She drank the water, not sipping it. She drank it straight down in one go, gave a sigh and rested her head against. As she entered the crowded grading tent, Trine spotted her friend Christina bending her trim but curvaceous body over one of the five trestle tables, as the inspector investigated her naked flesh. After a few moments he reached for his pen and wrote some letters on a tag before loading it into the tag gun. Pulling out Christina’s cunt lip he squeezed the trigger, and she shuddered as it affixed itself to her flesh. Trine shouted and waved to her friend as she attempted to get her attention,.