Isn’t that the saddest thing you’ve ever heard?” Daniel laughed. “You’re weird,” he told me, and then sorta looked me over. “You look ni...e today. Or do you always look this nice, and I just forgot?” I pouted. “You probably forgot all about me Daniel! After all, a week away on the romantic beaches of California, staring at the girls in string bikinis…” I trailed off in despair. “Now you forget that I went with my parents. I would much rather have gone with you,” he said with a slight smile. “But. Yep, ripped ones are on the lifetime plan. The others,who knows? Depends on the situation."He pat his little toy proudly and climbed the ladder again and putit back in it's place on the shelf. Then he closed the glass panelup and spun the combination lock around a few times both ways andclimbed down again and pressed the red button on the desk.The entire panel sealed up so snug and tightly you couldn't tellthe difference from any of the other panels around the room.Now, finally, he offered his. When he reached it, he committed what his mother called an unpardonable sin. He walked in first. Still seeing nobody, they walked back to the mortician's office, hoping to complete the arrangements then leave. The mortician was a tall man, with a sallow face. His features looked as if they would crack if he ever smiled."I'm sorry for your loss. I will do anything you need," he told them."Thank you. Our parents wanted to be cremated, we were to spread their ashes over the site where they first. "Oh yes! lick my pussy!" groaned Bridget.I rammed away as best as I could on my wife's big wet pussy, while she tongue fucked Bridget, then after a few more minutes, I pulled out of my wife's pussy, stepped over her and positioned myself at Bridget's wet hole.Bridget eagerly opened her lovely tanned legs for me to get between them, and as I aimed my hard cock at her wet cunt, Veronica sat back allowing my access.Then I slipped into to that hot blondes pussy and we both groaned as I pushed deep.