The middle finger pushed slowly inside Simone, causing her to move slightly to accommodate it. As it withdrew, Lauren saw her pussy lips were covered ...n lubrication, shining wildly in the eerie light. She knew it was a man’s hand, and was therefore not surprised when his thick cock pressed against Simone’s wet pussy.Lauren tried to move out of the way but Simone stopped her progress by holding her thighs tightly.“Oh no, this is where you see everything. We may even want you to help later.” she. On a brighter scene in daylight the girl is in a park surrounded by a group of men, the illumination causes the look around, myself included, as I clearly see the man in front of me, two seats to the right, pull on his cock, exposing the head as his foreskin peels back. My breathing quickens in unision with his stroking and I subconsiously squeeze my thighs together, trying hard to stimulate my engorged clitoris, into some imaginary fuck along his shaft. I was locked onto his cock when he. The smell of urin and death hung in the air, but he could also smell her perfume and....something else.As he arranged the corpse on the bed he was overcome again with a wave of numbing grief which drove him to his knees. He gathered her by the shoulder and clung to her, burying his face in her chest. As he sought comfort in the touch of her still warm body, he recognised the scent that had touched him.Gently, tentativly, he slipped his hand down the waistband of her pants and touched his wife's. He realized he was supposed to say something.Jumping his gaze up to my face, he stammered out, "I'm Brandon." Great," I said. "So, Brandon, who've you been trading spit with?" Wha..." he tried to get out, as he turned very red.I noticed Fiona had the same complexion."John!" Jessica said. "That wasn't nice," but she laughed anyway. "Brandon is Fiona's new boyfriend." Oh, Fiona," I said in a sorrowful tone. "I'm so sorry to hear of the demise of your last one."Brandon gulped. Fiona gave me an.