Three of them carried the body away, the rest followed in mournful procession. Before her went a glorious black-haired woman who looked like the spitt...ng image of the leader. Next to her a brown-haired, lightly tanned man who with his poise and mysterious eyes looked nothing short of a God himself. A gathering, she was told ? But what was her part in that game? She, a common stranger, a killer now ??They had dug a simple earthen tomb for him. All bent down for one last glimpse. Then the woman,. The Black Janitor carried her to the corner of the room and whispered that out of respect, she ought to wait for a man her own age to take her virginity, but would be happy for her to suck his cock.She agreed to this and pulled out his cock from his dungarees. She said she did not even know how she managed to do it as quickly. But she remembered looking at this really long beautiful brown cock. She kissed it at first. The cock twitched, then she kissed it again. She held it and kissed and. "I was intrigued, to say the least. "Well ... sure. What is it?" I asked, genuinely curious.Still wearing her mysterious smile, she stood, reaching out for my hand. "Let's go upstairs, honey."I followed Mom up the stairs, watching as the movement of her body pulled the thin cotton of the sundress she wore this way and that. She had always been, to me, the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Mom had really nice legs, and her butt wasn't too big, or too small, just perfect. As she climbed the. ”“No, I mean yes, Aunty.”“And is that all, you kinky boy? Come on, tell the truth.”“Er no, Aunty. I take my clothes off and put the knickers on — and mummy’s bra and stockings.”“That’s not all though is it. Angie tells me you’ve been sneakily watching her undress when she has her morning shower. I wonder what you find most arousing — her boobs, or her bottom — or is it her pussy? I bet it makes you so horny that you go and wank in your bedroom thinking about touching her — or even fucking.