Her husband. Her lover. Her friend. Was gone.Jason held onto Mandy trying to comfort her as best he was able. He too was upset, Bob was his father. Pe...haps they did not have a good or close relationship, but he knew his father loved him. Standing there, Jason shed a few tears with Mandy.As the casket was wheeled to the waiting hearse and loaded, Mandy and Jason walked behind it. He held her firmly to him, effectively steadying both of them. After the hearse door shut, they stood there for a. Brick floor, oak counters and tables, brass trim, with Sinatra playing. Roast beef, pastrami, and dozens more, all on fresh baked bread with about a half million different toppings – served with thick cut fries. No hard liquor, but you could get a damn good beer.Eating there was an experience. A little pricier than Subway, but it was a destination for a real meal rather than a quick stop. Eugene really had a thing about sandwiches.He was good natured, nice to everyone, and cooperated with the. After several minutes, when she didn’t come back, Simon got up to see where she’d went.He walked to the edge of the brook and looked around, not seeing her. Then he heard her voice and looked toward the sound. She was naked, kneeling in the middle of the icy stream, scrubbing her face and neck and trying to get her hair wet. The hourglass shape of her back and hips was more than a little alluring.She yipped in surprise when she saw him out of the corner of her eyes. He walked along the edge of. “ Make your balls hit my ass, don’t stop, Fuck me”. Clint was still standing, my ass in the air, I was in heaven, what a felling, I wanted him to fill my ass. Just then out of the corner of my eye I saw Sandy, her dress was off and she had her hand under her panties rubbing her self, what was going on, was she enjoying this, what was happening. “Play with it for me”, Sandy said, “Kimmy, play with that cock of yours”. Shit she was turned on by it. I started playing with myself as Clint fucked.