She had that nice gap between her legs that allows a man to slip his hand in there. I rubbed my thumb into her pussy lips then my fingers. I went down...to her dripping wet hole and up to her swollen clitoris. When I hit it Andrea jumped. Suddenly she got on her back on the floor and poured my Crown Royal into her open pussy hole.Andrea said, “Do you still want your drink?”I said, “Yes sweetheart!” Then I got between her legs and tried my best to get every drop from her. As I licked and swallowed. She felt a tingle between her legs, and wetness forming in her panties. She knew it was wrong to take young Tim, but he was 18, and she needed a man. She needed a long, hard man buried between her legs. Her husband had not used her for way over a year now. Christmas was only a week away, and she would give Tim the present of a lifetime! Mrs. Harris soaped her hands, and began to caress Tim’s body. Slowly, she ran her soft gentle hands around his chest. Making sure she touched his nipples, gave. When I got to the blanket with Jarrett’s remains inside, it was stiff from the decomposition, and the dried fluids from the quick lime reacting with his soft tissue. I wore a mask, since I didn’t want to breath any of that shit into my lungs.I dug the blanket and Jarrett’s body out of the ground, then loaded it onto my metal trailer. I used my chainsaw to cut down a couple of saplings. Then I used them to disguise the blanket while I moved it. Since there was still a pile of fill dirt outside. I started chatting to him via email and I told him to just check out the hotel bar at 10, I would be sitting at a table dressed in jeans, but would have a bodystocking on under my clothes. I told him if he felt ok, he could sit down and say hello, and if not, I would never know.I put on a black bodystocking, dressed and headed down to the bar. About one half hour later, at about 1030 a guy walked by twice trying to take a peek at me. I knew it was him by his pic but I don;t know if he was sure.