Again she played keep away with me. Now I had her pink cherry and brown butt hole just beyond my tongues reach. Mercifully, she relented and the dank ...mell of poop residue and butt sweat hit my nostrils. Then my outstretch tongue hit the bulls eye and she squealed with delight at the tickling sensation of tongue on touch hole and involuntary jerked. I reached my arms forward and grasped her hips, which seemed to relax her and let my tongue glide north up her long butt crack. Once at the top I. I was about a foot above the ground and I had a sickening feeling that I would be unable to affect the outcome of what had gone on in the house.I floated through the front door and saw that Mom was already dead. He must have raped and killed her when he had first entered the house. I wouldn't be surprised to learn that Mom had surprised him by waking up and tried to stop him. Regardless, I didn't want to go back and see those events.A tremendous amount of liquid had been poured over her body. He turned my head to kiss me passionately. Slow kisses at first, then his tongue rubbing my lips then we were tongue dancing in my mouth. James held my left breast, while Andrew had my right.We must have dozed off after our great fuck session, for when I woke up James was gone. Andrew had his leg over mine. I wiggled myself from under him and went to the bathroom. James was in the shower jerking his cock. I watched through the glass. As he was calling Andrew's name,I opened the door. It pained him that she would not punish him anymore.At home he thought it over the next evening.He had already paid Donna what he had borrowed to buy the corset. Soworries about his economy did not influence him.He opened and looked at his dress.He opened the second drawer and admired his corset and his collection ofpanties and stockings. He had been hard pressed to find stores where hecould find real stockings.He knew that almost all women considered them to be a nuisance. To himthey were the.