Eager, sometimes rough fingers, hurrying to feel her and arouse her for sex. It was only when Sal had touched her that she realised the vast differenc... between a man’s touch and a woman’s. Sal’s fingers had been patient in their arousal, but it wasn’t only that; no one knew a woman’s body better than a woman herself. Sal obviously knew what excited her; she knew exactly where to touch and how to touch. By the time she had positioned herself between her spread thighs to kiss her, Jill was ready. There was light drizzle falling through the high dark clouds as the limo moved slowly down through the cemetery and by the graves of the hero's who were buried at Fort Rosecrans Veteran's Cemetery. John Richard sat in the rear of the limo with his mother Mary. The coffin, secured in its place in the black hearse directly in front of them contained the body of his father, John Richard Henry, Sr. The hearse pulled off the main road and drove down a side lane then came to a halt under a large. Once we got there we put Issy into her pram and Leah came running over asking if she could take Issy. ‘Don’t get her out of the pram ok,’ I told her as she carefully pushed the pram back to where Jess and Kim was sitting. ‘I’ll go and keep an eye on them,’ Nanna Watson said as she followed Leah. Zac took my hand as we wandered inside. I hardly knew anyone, but learnt a lot about James, Zac’s father, from listening to all the stories people told Zac about him. He sounded like an amazing man,. Brenton got behind me, rubbing his monster cock up and down my well fucked pussy. I wasn't sure how I would go with his girth, but after some play he began to enter me. Fuck it was so good, he was stretching me like never before. His tip was only in and I began to cum again. Brenton leant over kissing all the way up my back just leaving his tip inside, as he got to my neck he whispered in my ear, “Are you ready?” I don’t know what I was thinking, and answered him with a ‘Yes’. Brenton grabbed.