Fingering himself as he started moaning and breathing harder. I reached over and grabbed more lube as i squeezed some more out onto the tip of my cock... watching it drip down as i closed it up and stroked myself again waiting on him. Time kind of stood still as we were just prepping ourselves to fuck. My heart was racing as i held my cock in my hand, nervous but so anxious to feel his ass on my cock. Finally he was ready as he reached down and took my hand away from my cock, he sat right on top. For a moment, she’d thought things were back to being all right with Pete and their marriage – until she saw him masturbating. She’d been sure it had been Julia’s name he was muttering while pulling on his hard cock.My God, yes, she could use compliments.Looking in the body-length mirror she critically checked her outfit. Silk white blouse on a charcoal, knee-length pencil skirt; black sheer stockings, shining patent leather pumps; higher heels than usual. Her dark hair shone, framing a pale. It’s ecclesiastical. I’m in Heaven. I’m laid bare. It’s the glory of the great come. And still Ben fucks me. Oh, Yes! I’m coming again. What little movement my body can manage against Ben’s bindings is going into fucking Ben Sheppard back. This second orgasm is more base. Earthy. Wild. Feral. It’s the come of another creature. It’s me pre-evolution. It’s carnality manifest. It has got nothing to do with my mind. Everything is wet. The sheets are drenched. I’m squirting and coming again. I stow. Meghan, was as beautiful as ever, and still had a great set of tits, and luscious curves. I tried to chat with her, but she slipped away each time to tend to the little one. Melissa was there too, and waved a few times across the room. She was a total looker, and damn, she was 19 and therefore legal now. Too bad trying to pick her up at the funeral would be a bit of a taboo. I was thrilled when she finally found me, and asked if we could go for a walk. We slipped out the back and walked down.