I pick out a red silk set, comprising of a peek-a-boo bra with removable straps and crotchless panties, holding out a similar set in a dark navy blue (Josh’s favourite colour, thank you Andy for the info) to Sally and suggesting that they may come in useful for her. Driving me to the point that I’m clawing the sheets and writhing madly, he adds his thumb on my clit, pushing me over the precipice into a massive climax, I scream loudly and shake uncontrollably as my orgasm pulses through me. Give me that spunk! I grip his hair tightly, forcing his face harder into my pussy as I drenched him in juice, my body convulsing. “I’ll be waiting for you to come home.”
“You’re just starting out on your new life, wouldn’t you want to be free? I smile sweetly, still feeling a little dreamy. Fuck me! “I think there’s definitely something there,” I reply, leaning my head on my hand. The meeting in the morning is to put in my final requests for the house (I ask for a kick ass security system and sound proofing for the bedrooms) and to organise Leon’s funeral, as his ‘death’ has now been officially announced both in the local paper and on his social media.
