She happily accepted it.After another moment of petting, Greg decided it would be best to leavebefore he got in trouble. Good thing too, because barel... a minute later,old man Hayes drove by in his truck, suspecting nothing.It was lunch time as Greg walked through the door of his own house. "Mom!I'm home!" he called out.A woman's voice acknowledged from the living room."Hey, Greg. You got a call from Leo. He said he wanted you to come over.I told him you'd be over after you ate," his mom. I remembered how wet I had become and did not want to get the bed wet so I got out of bed and fetched a towel, placed it on the bed and sat on it. My door was locked and mum and dad had gone to bed ages ago so I was comfortable knowing that I will not be disturbed. My nipples were still hard and I started to rub them through my top. God it felt so nice, feelings were darting through me from the tips of my breasts into my body down to my crotch area. I sat up and removed my nightie and relaxed. But what had happened then? Had he gone to surgery? He strained his brain, trying to think, trying to remember. The vision of Annie came to him again, the image of her crying, of her leaning over him. He had been unable to talk to her for some reason, but he had been able to hear. He remembered her talking, trying to be encouraging for him, trying not to let him know that he was... dying.He had been dying! He had been shot through the liver by a rifle bullet and he had been dying! It came back. She didn’t announce it and kept the same brutal pace as she coated Daphne’s insides.She waited until four nice bursts of cum dripped from Daphne before pulling her rigid flesh out and flipping her fuck toy over. “I want you to watch me the next time I come inside you.” Her eyes drank in Daphne’s red blotched, flustered complexion. Valerie grinned when she returned her cock to Daphne’s battered pussy. The sight of Daphne biting her lip as the pressure overtook was enough for her to blow again..