..yes...yes... ohhhh, yessss... like that... like that...' over the sounds coming from the TV. With Rose Ann's encouragement I pressed even harder aga...nst her panties and, ceasing my circular movements, began a faster back and forth movement over her lips. Touching one thigh and then the other I increased the rhythm of my hand as Rose Ann signaled her approval by arching her back and crying out, 'YES! Oh, Fuuuuckkk...' The faster I moved my hand and pressed harder against her pussy and clit,. She could feel his arousal as she grabbed the bulge in his pants causing him to whimper. She moaned into his mouth, tonguing the boy harder, deeper, reveling in the forbidden kiss. She pushed him away & stood back, watching him & admiring the tiny bulge in his loose trousers. She trailed her hand down his chest all the way to his bulge, trailing her hand across it & causing the boy a sharp intake of breath. But he stood his ground as she had taught him, letting her touch him. “You’re growing. There would be no autopsy since he had determined that their deaths' were accidental. Gina's dead lover was a respected member of the community and the sheriff didn't want to it to be common knowledge that he'd died out of respect for the deceased's wife, children and grandchildren. I told the coroner I understood and told him that Wyatt's Funeral Home would be in charge of Gina's arrangements. Later that evening; Mark Wyatt from the funeral home called and I went to the funeral home to make. Which you need to do to me by the way! Oh God Oh GOD! Just thinking about it is gonna make me,... Shit, are you close, please COME WITH ME OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she screamed, her hips bucking so fast up and down they were practically a blur.We talked about how much she got off on everything, being tied up, the masks, the stockings and the lube so much to the point where I banged the shit out of her repeatedly telling her everything we did."How did it make you feel?" she asked. I thought.