"Just be careful. She was playing with herself on the way here and I'm afraid she's gotten herself all excited and wet down there."Barbara could have ...ied from embarrassment when she heard Cheryl tell the salesman that story, although it was true. She could feel the cool air against her wet vagina evaporating the pussy juices. She felt goose bumps form on her cheeks as the salesman's hand wiped slowly and softly across them. His touch made even more juices flow from her pussy. She noticed that. In his report, that he emailed to me before you got home, he identified your friend as, Deborah Brown, a single woman, employed as a research engineer by DSTO. You arrived home about 6pm that evening and insisted that I dress sexy again. We went to a fancy restaurant. You were very attentive and affectionate, and we had a wonderful evening, before going home and fucking like rabbits. This made me wonder. I believed that you had fucked Miss Brown, and yet, as far as I could tell, you really. He just smiled and crawled between my open legs, slamming his cock into me again. I didnt move for a while, but then cried out, clutched him between my legs, snaking my arms around his neck as I frantically searched for his tongue. That long night was a half-remembered blur for me as I slipped between a light coma and frantic, animalistic sex acts. It seemed I spent half the night sucking his cock as it fluctuated between hard and soft. At some point during the night I was on my stomach, Randy. " She closed her eyes, summoning the words she'd memorised."I promise to be there when you need me, to fill your days with sunshine, to comfort you and encourage you, to help you reach your goals, to be your best friend ever, and to love you for all of my life, with all of my heart."She was smiling as she said it, but her eyes were bright and she finished in almost a croak as her throat plainly closed up.Then it was Susan's turn. She said, "I'm hopeless at this sort of thing, really, but I did.