She had managed to get many scholarships that, when combined, paid for 5 full time semesters including books and living expenses would be paid by her ...arents. She had signed the rental release to her first apartment the same day she moved in. Her b*****r and his friends moved the furniture and boxes, as well as get the television hooked up correctly with the other devices. Once they were all gone and Kelly was by herself in her own apartment she sat back and smiled. Curious about the noise. When her glass was full, I said, "Oh, I forgot my glass," and returned to the counter. While I was there, I asked her if she'd like me to put some skin lotion on her, to which she replied, "Yes, but you better be good." I assured her I would and came back carrying her lotion and something else I'd picked up from the counter.I started applying the lotion on her feet, working my way up her calves and then her thighs. I took my time. By the time I was ready to do her back, she had emptied her. At one point she just lays there, looking at me and smiling. “Oh Mark, this is so fucking perfect. You’ve been hard for at least ½ an hour and you just keep going. Let me ride you.”We don’t even decouple. We roll over, aunt Christine still on top of me. I lay back when she sits up showing me her perfect firm tits. This is when she does what drives me fucking crazy. She doesn’t go up and down, but rather she rotates her hips. This I cannot stand. She puts her fingers inside of mine and looks. Bob Ritter had been driving home from work late one night when a drunken driver crossed the centerline and hit his car head-on. He never had a chance. The police said that the other car had been traveling at almost one hundred miles per hour. The funeral was difficult for everyone. Bob and Sue’s relatives flew in from around the country and were a big help to Tommy and his mother. However, when the funeral was over, she and Tommy had to go home and deal with the loss alone. The accident changed.