Moments later, the fantasy began. Unlike the real me, the fantasy me was unable to resist the sight of that beautiful blonde standing before me. Letti...g arousal take over, I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close. I could see the shock in her eyes as I leaned forward, soon pressing my lips against hers. Mmm?! she moaned in surprise as I thrust my tongue into her mouth. Not wasting a second, I began moving my tongue around, exploring her every nook and cranny. A few seconds went by with. She just collapsed onto the floor of the cubicle and there she was left with the comment, 'you were a fantastic fuck, especially your bum and the boys, especially my black friend would love a repeat' ringing in her ears.It was well after five when the husband returned. He dropped his briefcase into his study, put the kettle on, gave the paper a quick survey and then went in search of his wife. She was sitting on the bed, nothing unusual in that, except this time she was naked, not a stitch on. .. perfect. You lean to my ear and utter your first words...."mmm... my dirty little slut! Have you been playing with your pussy without me?"I reply "mmmm...yes i have....deeper....go deeper.mmmmmmm"I moan and as you slide your finger up and down the length of my wet pussy. I grab your arm. "Does my little slut like that?" you growl in my ear.I straddle you with ease and put my hands around your cock, you arch in pleasure into my hand and ever so slowly I move your cock to my pussy. I lift my. ” As she said these words, a shiver passed through Jenny’s young body as it often did. Images of her dead body, strangled with blue-black bruises on her white throat; or slashed and bloody, her mouth parted in a wordless cry of terror, her bright blue eyes staring sightlessly. As her body reacted to her mind’s morbid imaginings, another set of eyes watched her.“I pray the Lord my soul to take.” These eyes were outside Jenny’s bedroom window, and they belonged to Jarrod, a 36-year-old CPA who.