1. SOUND ADVICE--Part 2


    Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Romance, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 93.9, Source: sexstories.com

    running shorts to answer the door and carried the box to the kitchen, laughing when I saw Sheila standing there in her birthday suit. She pulled down my shorts then sat in my lap, squeezing my hard cock between us while we ate. When she dropped a small piece of sausage onto her breast she pushed it out, encouraging me to clean the area with my mouth. It became a game between us--Sheila getting into it so much that she eagerly wiped my cock with sausage and cheese. She spent almost as much time with my cock in her mouth as actual food. It was a fun meal and, after all my worries, a relief. We finished eating, cleaned up, and retired to the tiny shower to wash up before making ourselves dirty all over again. We made love for hours. Okay…I’m physically unable to have intercourse—to fuck—for that long, but I can lick and suck with the best of them and I’ve been told that I have extremely talented fingers. All told I thought that Sheila came five or six times and I actually came once—twice if you count what happened before dinner—until we finally called it a night. I slept extremely well that night knowing that my love—my Sheila—was with me all the way. We woke to the alarm at 8:30, showered again, and had a light breakfast before dressing and driving to see Amy Sheridan. Her house was on the other side of town in one of the newer moderately-priced housing developments. Paul and Amy had bought a three-bedroom ranch with a good-sized eat-in kitchen and two baths. Their back ...
    yard was fenced to hold their two young children safely. What a shame that Paul had been such a scumbag. Amy showed us to the kitchen and poured a cup of coffee for each of us. “I wasn’t really expecting your call, Michael. I haven’t heard much from you since our spouses disappeared. I did hear that you were engaged…congratulations. That’s a lovely ring, Sheila.” “Amy, what I have to say is difficult so I think I should just get to it. I had a visitor to the pharmacy yesterday from Kenya. He was an ambassador of sorts.” “What does that mean—of sorts?” “Essentially, that he wasn’t an official of the Kenyan government although he was on a humanitarian mission. He brought news of Paul and Gail.” I placed the newspaper in front of her, pointing to the article—Al-Shabaab Victims Finally Identified. She read for a minute then looked up, a tear in her eye. “They were together?” “Apparently…I’m sorry. It appears that they were ‘involved’ before their disappearance. That’s the only thing that makes sense, otherwise why go off together? The man also brought these.” I passed the copies of Paul’s Death Certificate across the table. “Now you’ll be able to collect on his insurance.” “Oh, no—I had to let the policy lapse!” “Their deaths occurred only a week or so after they left the U.S. I’ll bet the policy was in effect at that time. They went on the fifth and this article says the bombing was on the fourteenth. If the premium was paid for the month you should be okay. I’m sure the Kenyan ...
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