Black, lacy ones, if I remember rightly. Once we were comfy and cozy on her bed, I asked her to pick up where she had left off. She was only too happy...to oblige."Oh, that sixth guy! Wow! What a bad trip that was!" She paused to take a sip and my imagination kicked in. Had he smacked her around? Tried to ass fuck her? Want her to lick his ass hole? I was all over the map. And totally wrong."His dick had all these big sores on it! I mean, all over it. All the way from his pee hole right down to. Me: Yes I am – it’s what I’ve been made for.I heard Sid talking loudly – calling SD a slut – cum dump – whore – and then say he was cumming. Damn that felt good – got to get cleaned up. 30 seconds later he walks into the kitchen – my eyes are fixated on his crotch which is matted with cum and he was still half hard. Sid didn’t have to tell me to get down on my knees – I knew what he wanted – he wanted to be cleaned up and that is part of my job at these gatherings. Sid walked past me and. She sure looked luscious but she was pure jail-bait. He’d have to wait some to fully fuck his sister’s daughter; for now though he’d just get her warmed up with a little in-car action.Mike had taken Kim to his club to celebrate her exam results; a suggestion made by his sister Kate, who being a single Mum on a budget, had got Kim a training-bra with matching pants; a gift that she felt would please them both.It was a thrill for Kim; getting dressed all fine and taken out to a late night venue. Like all dead, she gravitated towards her once mortal remains, and as the Second Man composed her body on the bed I could feel her settle once more.His touch was as gentle as a lover's as he lifted her/me up and removed the torn and stained night gown. He plucked a sponge from a nearby bowl of warm water, and starting with her face, he began to bath her.Gentle fingers played down my cheeks, wiping away cum stains, and dry tears. My tongue, swollen and purple from her strangulation protruded.