We had spent the night out while my boyfriend was out doing his thing. I knew he wouldn't go too far. He never left me alone for very long.I had heard...the accident reported on the news as having just occurred. I was nearby. It was imperative that I get to the scene and get to him. I could see several officers surrounding the area and making their investigations or whatever they do. But I just had to get to him. They had not given his name but that was not important. This was my neighborhood and. Shaved and smooth, stockinged without panties, sheer black on white flesh, and the pièce de résistance, today I would wear a smallish attachment, a 'Wireless Vibrating Butt Plug', hence the loosely termed, 'Smallish' as the batteries are in the plug, you have to open wide to accommodate its bulky base, but once inside, you naturally close-up around its thinner neck, leaving no chance of it slipping out and causing embarrassment.At work the man in question, is my elevator toucher, the guy who. I heard a sobbing sound and knew that she was crying.I bent myself forward as I moved on top of her, looking at her face, with tears rolling down her cheek. I took the tear water in my hands and put it in my mouth and it tasted salty. I placed my mouth near her ears and was moaning ooh God aunty you’re so tight. Oh you feel so good and meanwhile I started to press her boobs and pinching her nipples and she started to moan loudly and started to cry louder.I was in heaven but for her it was like. I held her tight, and our legs intertwined. She was relaxed andcomfortable as i pulled the blanket up over us.Outside, the winter wind howled, but inside was a coziness we hadn't feltin years.I felt her toes tug at my pajama bottoms, pulling them down."You could ask," I said softly. "I could help." I'm not sure how much I want to ask, and now much i want to roll you onyour back and just have my way with you," she replied.I shifted, holding my hip up, so she could get a good start on strippingme.