Other than that, the walk was silent; each of us was thinking about nothing except fucking. Except my mind was a bit more varied in its thoughts than ...ers must have been.As far as I was concerned, Carrie was now a woman. Damn it, much as I didn't want to think it, she was my woman. I had eaten her, she had sucked my cock. My cock had been inside her cunt, even though I didn't cum there. Mine was the first; forget that shit with Tommy whatshisname, mine she had wanted in there. All that was. Nothing was said about the demons that lived within her and she hid so well. Not spoken, but they were on the mind of many of the people there, Greg was sure of it.At long last, the service ended. Those attending filed past the open casket where Olivia lay, wearing the prom dress she had worn just a few months earlier. Separately, Greg and Mandy both remembered how happy she had been that night, dancing like nothing else mattered but then. She did look at peace. The pain, both mental and. And thanks for the present!”“You’re welcome,” I said. In the background, I could hear a muffled low voice, and I could barely hear Riley whispering something. With a sinking feeling, I realized she’d had an overnight guest.“Well, anyway, I uh, won’t keep you. Happy birthday, and good luck in your games. I love you.”Riley paused at the other end of the phone, and her reply broke my heart a little bit. “You too. Bye!”At my desk at work, I set my phone down and buried my head in my hands, trying. She was naked under a short, black satin dressing gown that clung to her curves and shimmered in the sunlight as her breasts jiggled when she walked. I had another boner and really wanted to fuck her again (hey, we hadn't explored the 'spare' room yet!) but we were out of condoms. Over a pot of tea with buttered toast we chatted for half an hour and I suddenly realised what it was that looked so different about her this morning.The red colour in her hair had gone, washed away in the shower. Her.
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