You ask, "what the fuck are you doing, Helen?", but I just flash you my wet pussy as I hurriedly grab my phone. I use the camera to capture your helpl...ss, sexy body several times, from different angles, for my later enjoyment. I place my panties over your head as a blindfold, with my damp gusset at your nose. You inhale my scent, and relax again when my mouth returns to your cock. I slide my tongue up and down you, licking you like a lollypop, and then sucking your sac into my mouth. My hand. The room is dark except for the red glow of the tip of my cigarette dangling between the index and middle fingers of my right hand. The sun has set as I sit on my sofa from which I have not moved for hours after learning that the man killed during my rescue was not my lover. Who was the man driving the car, I wonder. But even more important to me are the whereabouts of the man I grew to love, whose face I long to nuzzle up against, the face on which I have never laid my eyes. I long to make. "You will have to zip me up," she said and with trembling fingers I did so. Next she picked up the veil and put it on. She looked at herself in the mirror and then turned to me and said, "Are you absolutely sure that this is what you want?"There was a fraction of a second where I almost said no, forget it, but it passed and then she said, "Last chance. Once I walk through that door I won't turn back." When I said nothing she said, "So be it!" and she walked out of the room. I followed her down. . maybe you’d blow me . . . you know, for old times’ sake.”“Old time’s . . . Christ, Mal, we only met last night.”Annie felt herself growing wet at his close proximity.“Show it to me,” she said her voice already husky with lust. “If it’s big enough I’ll bite, if not, I’ll throw it back.”He looked at her, trying to understand where she was coming from, then decided he had been right in his initial assessment. He took out his dick and displayed his erection to her.“Nice cock,” she purred."Then.