She stood, her long leg visible through the thigh high slit in her dress. She relaxed a little, releasing his head, her climax subsiding, the phone now audible but he didn’t care about that now; his tongue re-entered her glistening pussy and he went back to work on her. Porn He inserted a finger into her tight pussy and she groaned, his tongue still working her clit as he slid in another finger, beckoning her towards another screaming orgasm. He saw a puff of smoke from the barrel of the rifle she was holding, the window shattered, then nothing. Breathless guttural moans urging him faster, harder, more, don’t stop, no, no, no, yes! Her husband had died in a car wreck; he’d lost control, racing to his lover’s aide after finding out she’d been questioned by a detective, the same detective who was now taking alternative payment from his widow. He picked her up, his hands cupping her firm arse cheeks as she wrapped her legs around him, her arms still tight around his neck.
