. I get the idea ... I just guess I don't see the full picture."Alice was grinding on him now, pressing her cunt against the swollen, hard length of R...ger's big black cock through his pants, her clit grazing along the fabric and making her bite those thick, full lips. "It's alright. You see enough, I think. I serve. Because it makes me happy. Because it makes me fulfilled. Because it's who I am. And it's really hard for me to serve, now that he's gone."Roger lifted her up and placed her onto. She dropped the blouse off her right arm and tossed it into the corner. Without bending over she pushed the heel of her right shoe off with the toe of her left and kicked the shoe over near the blouse. Then she did the same with her left shoe.Her skirt came next, a swirl of colors that she unbuttoned and unzipped and dropped to the floor. Reaching down and lifting her right foot, she slipped off her white sock, then her left. She stood before the mirror in her bra and panties. A nice, feminine. Through the steam I could see Ginny, she was standing in the shower facing away from me, her long slim legs slightly spread, her pert buttocks glistening from her shower gel. I watched mesmerised as she washed her breasts. From where I stood watching, I could just make out the curves of her breasts.I wanted to stop and watch but I feared she would turn and catch me watching, so I continued downstairs to pour myself another coffee.I should have stayed downstairs, but my curiosity got the better. But then he repeated it. She figured it to do it or to talk about it. And talking about this was the last thing she wanted, she started stroking the underside of his cock with her tongue while trying to control her urge to gag. Looking back, she realized, these events set the tone for the rest of their sexual relationship. He would tell her what he wanted, and she would always comply. Because of the straight on position they were in, and her pressing the underside with her tongue, his deep.