She thrust her hips pushing her pussy onto my tongue. I love the fact that she is fucking my face like I made my husband fuck hers. I pull her legs fu...ther apart so that I can get as deep as possible into her. I finally pull back so I can start on her clit. It s hard and she is trembling and I want my husband to fuck her while I suck on her clit. I have her get on all fours so that her ass is facing my husband and then I slide under her. I guide his cock in and watch it disappear. He’s thick. " Is there any hair left?" asked a very pale prince, his knuckles clenched white and sweat dripping from his palms."Yes, my lord," the boy answered almost in a whisper."Is any of it the same color as mine?" Iordan's voice cracked as he spoke."Yes, my lord," came the inaudible reply."Show me."The young prince choked back his tears as he allowed himself to be led to view the carnage. There were indeed body parts strewn about over almost a quarter hecter, now rotting and covered with crawling. His cock was quite hard, and long. As I withdrew my hand, I looked at Marty, and he smiled a huge smile. That answered the unknown.We immediately began Frenching each other, massaging tits and asses and cocks and cunts. Beth was enthralled by it all - especially when I shifted over to Marty's side - dunked my head under the water - and sucked his cock until I had to come up for air. When I popped my head above the water line, Marty and Beth were sucking tongues. We played for awhile - still in. She makes sure to stay far enough away as to not be noticed. There's no sign of Becca. Stacy heads home. ~~~~~~ She opens the door to her basement to find a letter. Stacy's heart jumps. She doesn't even bother to change as she tears open the envelope. It reads: ~~~ I'm so sorry for leaving you like that last night Stacy. You don't deserve that. You deserve so much better. I wanted to make you happy, but I think I'm just hurting you. I'm sorry. Look, I'm not supposed to see you anymore… not.