“I showed you his cock Claire, because I knew you needed a good seeing to and Greg is going to do just that, then I’m going sit on his long pole, ...o finish what I started.” Julie guided my big broad cock between Claire’s pussy lips, Claire helped me by opening wider, her tunnel felt amazing inside, my head was being squeezed the further it went in. Julie spread Claire’s legs even wide and I begin to sway in and out of her cunt hole, Julie cupped my balls and rubbed them. Claire immediately. He took it from me and hung it up in the cupboard. I stood there, in my short leather skirt and lacy top, all gothed up. He smiled at me. "Relax," he said, "I want you to enjoy this as well." I smiled back, despite myself. I sat on the edge of the bed. "I'm going to take a shower," he said. He took off his shirt, revealing a toned body. He stepped out of his shoes and removed his socks, then took off his trousers. He wore boxer shorts and left them on as he turned on the light to the bathroom.. It makes me believe something killed him, but we can’t prove it. If we could, there would be an investigation because that would mean murder.”I sat up straight again. “You don’t believe he died of natural causes?”She pointed at the monitor. “It’s as if something made his heart stop, something we cannot identify.”I nodded. “That’s good enough for me.”She blinked at me. “That’s it? You don’t want to ask about poison or venom or any number of other things all those damned CSI shows find?”I arched. I blushed when I realized she'd heard my whisper last night. "So I wasn't dreaming. And you weren't supposed to hear that, I thought you were asleep." I though it was sweet. Nobody ever said anything like that to me before." Er ... what time is it, anyway?" Mr. Smooth here, trying to change the subject."It's about ten. Why, do you have to go?" No. I should probably go home and get some clean clothes, but I don't have anything planned for the weekend. What'd you have in mind?" Nothing special,.