I went downstairs and opened the front door, then ran home before anyone seen me. I was safe back at home where I was free. I know most people feel gu...lty after murder but I felt good (maybe I was the psycho?)The next day I was woken up by my mum she looked sad. I said "you okay mum?" she said "it's your friend Chloe she was found hanging in her bedroom, she killed herself."(I was happy that people thought she topped herself but I hid it.) "How do you know that mum" I stuttered, "It was just on. .'I stroked her hair and back, and resumed my long, deep strokes inside her tight hole. She was red raw around her ass and pussy, sweating, out of breath, and utterly desecrated. Her asscheeks were covered in red marks from where I'd be squeezing and spreading her during our fuck session. I took a more moderate pace now, savouring every inch of her anal cavity. The hardcore pounding from earlier had now turned into a deep, sensual violation of Amy's ass. I felt the heat rising in my shaft.'Here. She didn’t have a bra on and as I unbuttoned her blouse her large breasts burst out of the confines as though seeking much sought after freedom. I kneaded them, fondled them and took her hard nipples in my mouth and played my tongue on it.“my Lord, you are truly the master of erotica, I am sure I will reach moksha in union with you” she hissed.She tugged at my shirt, which I removed, my vest and then took down my trousers, she pulled down my underwear. She looked at my swollen and turgid. I just lay without speaking as Wifey turned around, lost in my arousal and dizzy with anticipation while looking up at her magnificent body. She had her back to me now, her legs were parted treating me to one of the most spectacularly horny views I've ever seen, I could see her full frontal in our bedroom mirror too. Facing my twitching straining cock, slowly, lovingly, with her buttocks nicely spreading she squatted right down over my face her pussy opening up like a flower, laying it totally.