I walked back to the prep room and dressed and obtained a washcloth that I moistened before I returned to the casket. My load of sticky cum was leakin... from Abigail's gooey pussy into the crack of her curvaceous ass and onto the towel beneath. Washing as much of the sticky goo from her now gaping hole as possible; I rolled her over on her side and cleaned what had leaked between her lovely ass cheeks. Her asshole had lost its pucker of course and I couldn't resist finger fucking it with my. She braced herself with her arms as her hands pressed on my shoulders for leverage. Suddenly, I felt her hot wet opening slip over the head of my hardness. She knew exactly what she was doing. Her years of experience had taught her how to make a man enter her without the aid of any hands. Soon, my cock was going to be consumed by a roaring purr.She moaned as she slipped her wet chasm over my long organ. The softness of her warm wet giving walls felt like I had plunged my erection into a warm. .." And he showed me his hand.Oh my God. Oh my God."You said you like me tight… Won't that ruin me for you?" I tried to contain myself, but I knew I sounded scared."No, not really. But I'm saving some of you in case it happens. How much do you mean it when you say you're mine?" You promise it will be only you and me after this?" Yes," and he kissed me. "I told you more than once why I do all of this. How I don't want to have someone… And I've been trying to avoid feeling this way about you for. I asked her what she was doing and she told me that she was going out for the weekend to visit an old friend from high school. I asked if I could have come along as well but mom told me that it would be boring for me if I did and this way I would actually have the freedom to dress up if I wanted to. It made sense what she said but this gave me a better idea then just dressing up and masturbating all alone all weekend.It was finally time for mom to leave and we said our goodbyes as she left then.