My breath shortened as those feelings of seeing them together returned as I now walked up those stairs. I knew it would be hard to remove the vision o... them together out of my mind. Whenever I felt anxious I always reminded myself how lucky I was. Liz had just touched forty, but looked ten years younger and had a body to die for. 34E breasts on a tiny waist, lovely rounded bottom and oh so pretty. She was bound to attract attention and I knew I had to accept situations involving other men. A strange sound escape her mouth, almost like she was hiccupping. I felt strange but I was so fascinated by this beauty and I approached her. Every couple seconds the strange sound would escape her mouth and her breasts seem to jiggle a bit, her hands slowly relaxed and finally rested by her side. I reached out and touched her wrist, there was no pulse. As I admired her, a stream of liquid trickled down her legs. I know she is dead and beyond recitation. I grabbed her head and kissed her. Darting your tongue in and out...your hand now at my other breast, twirling the nipple between thumb and forefinger.Rubbing your hand back and forth along my aching slit, you pull back to look at me...my head back...breathing ragged...breasts heaving with each breath...eyes closed. "Open your eyes" you say softly...your hand slowing down its rubbing, then stopping to unbutton and unzip my jeans. I look into those green eyes that I know so well as your hand slides into the front of my jeans,. Alyssa shook her head, batting aside his denial.“Some of the changes have been subtle, but they are definitely there. When I first met you, you were obsessed with cleanliness and I spent days with you scrubbing the Fool’s Gold. Now things like the mess in the Hangar bay don’t trouble you at all.” she said astutely.“We have the cleaning robots...” he said defensively.“It’s not the same, John.” the beautiful blonde girl replied, tapping the side of her head pointedly. “I know.” she said with.