She didn't even have to tell me to clean up my mess I was on my hands and knee's licking up the cum, my cock had dripped on the floor.When I was done ...he led me into the living room. She sat me down on the couch both of her hands were working on my balls She then got up and sat on my lap and inserted the fake cock into her pussy.She fucked herself real good with that fake cock; sense my cock was inside the fake one, I could feel it sliding up and down my shaft. The fake cock didn't do it's job. “Is it Melissa? What’s happened? Is she alright?” His questions came flooding out, faster than I could track them.“Dave, can we sit down?” I asked, gesturing inside. He stepped back and let me in.“Sure, but where’s Melissa? Is she okay?”We sat down in his formal living room. From its pristine state, I was sure it got as little regular use as ours. I took a deep breath. “Dave, there’s no easy way to tell you this. Melissa is dead.”“What?” he fired back. “Don’t fuck around, Bill, this is. More

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