And the other would, no doubt, get around to ordering that particular service. She would provide it when that time came. There was no way out of it.He... thoughts moved on to the girls. Poor little Connie. It would have been bad enough for any woman, being straddled by that animal. But for a girl like her, innocent and young, and without anything to go on, any prior experience to help her through, it must have been unbearable. She wondered whether the girl would ever recover. Julie had read about. ‘Love is stronger than death even though it can’t stop death from happening, but no matter how hard death tries, it can’t separate people from love. It can’t take away our memories either. In the end, life is stronger than death.’ ~Author Unknown Again, there was still time for reflection before the funeral. I cursed the lapse of time. I hated it. I wanted closure, I wanted him to be buried, I wanted it over. My mom had given me a precious gift. I had lamented the night he died that I had. Her cunt was still contracting. He wanted to push her to the edge. He pushed his fingers deep inside her vagina and rubbed her inner wall near her navel. He placed his other hand over her bright red clitoris.Clara arched violently forward. She cried and pleaded for mercy but her cries were smothered by the primal sounds ecstasy. Her body surrendered and she gave in to highest most intense orgasm ever. Her threshold been met.Clara gasped and cried softly before she passed out. The orgasmic. "You look like a fugitive from a bad 70's flashback," I said. I pushed him back into his room. As I expected, Craig was at his desk studying. He looked up distractedly as I guided Jason over to his closet."Look, the whole purpose for these parties is so you can make a good impression on the members of the fraternity," I said. I started going through his clothes hanging in his closet, looking for something appropriate for him. "Wear the ugly shirt after you get in, not when you're trying to get.