He would not ask. He would tell. He walked up to the couch she lay in and stood before her wearing jeans and a T-shirt, the bulge in his pants was app...rent. "Put the book down." he ordered softly. Confused, Erica put the book on the floor. Her eyes fell upon the obvious bulge in his jeans and her already moist pussy grew even wetter. She began to have an idea of where this was going, but couldn't be sure."Take off your shorts." he said. She looked at him, shocked. She couldn't speak for a. After making sure that she had given me her consent, I stripped up in a jiffy and literally tore open her clothes. She wasn’t wearing any bra or panty and unsurprisingly, she was dripping wet.Her luscious breasts stood on the proud display as I laid her down and started to get ready to lick and eat her pussy which was shaved and looked very neat. But her navel was way too distracting for me to not play with it. Before I went down on her, I kissed her navel tenderly for some time, after which I. ”I replied “thanks and need to get screwed from your tool at the earliest, bye. I woke up in the morning at 08:00 AM as Mom was busy in the kitchen. We had breakfast and both leaved the house early.The college was having a different look as all the students were busy chatting and enjoying. I was summoned to the auditorium by my friends as we checked out the costumes which were arrived after final stitching. I was looking gorgeous in that dress which was stitched for me was of Corporate type. I went where I was led and sat where I was directed. People came to express their condolences and share concern for me, but I wasn’t aware of it at the time.At the graveside service I lost it, completely. As the casket was lowered into the ground I jumped up from my chair and screamed “Sasha!” before throwing myself on top of the casket. James, Roger and a couple of others dragged me out of the grave and fought to get me back into the funeral limo.I was broken and I didn’t care if I was ever.