My hand reaches the tops of your thighs and you slowly part them letting me reach your panties, I stroke my fingers over your crotch and can feel the ...ampness through your panties. I can't wait now and slip your panties to one side exposing you moist cunt, I start to explore your cunt stroking your clitoris and then moving down to the wet entrance letting my finger slide into the wet warmth of your cunt. I move my finger in and out and then put two fingers in working them round and round and in. That was when the stomach sack dropped from the ceiling, wrapped itself around the upper half of my head, and started to dump zombie stomach acid down the back of my shirt. I started to flail. “Auuuuuuuugh!” My psi-sword whirred and vrred as it cut through the air and I heard Blackheart staggering and stumbling around, squeaking inarticulately past the intestines strangling him.“Okay!” I shouted, my free hand gripping the stomach, which kept trying to wriggle further along my face like the. She was scared. She spent a long time complaining. I took care of myself for a while. And then she finally snapped out of it. She found a way to make ends meet. But she was always bitter. She never really moved on. She was always waiting for him to come back. She probably denied it, but every time the door knob rattled, I think she was hoping it was him." Did he ever?" Ray asked almost silently."No. I don't know what happened to him. I don't know if he's alive or dead." Dana was very controlled. Cheeky fucker was only taking a picture with his phone! "What about their arses, I like arses best," he laughed. "Bend them over and lift them up," he elbowed me as he said it and nodded towards the girls.In turn they looked at each other helplessly, and then to me. It was Leanne, as usual, who took took the lead and promptly turned round and bent over."Let's just get it over with, Rae, then he'll leave us alone," she whispered to my wife, who slowly did the same. With not a lot of prompting.