I stood there with my elbows on the balcony ledge. Also started squeezing and fondling my own boobs. Ran my hand over my ass and through the ass crack... Felt really naughty.After about five minutes, an engine noise. Ah, let it come. In fact, I decided to go one better. I hitched myself up and sat on the balcony ledge, with my legs dangling inside. So not just my big boobs, but even my round bubble-shaped ass was on display. The headlights approached. It turned out to be a bus. Passed by. No. Mmm, you are devouring my clam. You love it.”Her juices dripped down my chin as I just kept eating her snatch, concentrating on Alicia's fingers. I groaned, so low and throaty, when a third finger entered me. My pussy loved it, her fingers stretching out my hole. I wiggled more, juices pouring down my thighs.“Oh, she loves my fingers in her pussy,” giggled Alicia. “Your bitch is such a dyke.”“She is! Oh, god, Alicia, she is just devouring my pussy. She loves cunt so much. She never gets tired. Crystal was still legally Carl's wife, he did not know that she still lived. She could not get a divorce from him, he would know then she was still alive. Her problem was solved when a few days before Christmas Carl had gotten drunk, run off the road and rammed a tree. He was killed instantly.Crystal was a widow.Pat showed her the article in the paper, the picture showed a destroyed truck wrapped partly around a tree.Crystal wanted a tree and to decorate with lights. She had bought the. But I answered.“A good, old-fashioned college overdose,” I said. “Too much cocaine combined with someone’s prescription drugs. Paramedics tried to revive you for a half-hour, but you had fried your system a half-dozen ways.”“Why would I do that?” she asked.“Because you were bored with your life, with everything about it,” I said. “It wasn’t enough that you were beautiful and smart. You needed more thrills, less reality. Even sex had lost it’s thrill for you ... Jesus, why I am even explaining.
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