She wrapped her right hand around my stiff cock and started jerking me."No ! you'll make cum too quick" I blurted but Nat continued "Slowly Nat" Hazel...said as she climbed onto the bed next to me.She opened her legs. She looked at me as she started rubbing her pussy. "Just getting the juices flowing" she said and watched as Nat continued jerking me.Hazels hand increased the pace of her own masturbation and suddenly a gush of water spouted from her pussy.Hazel then shouted "Fuck me now Steve !. She grimaced and when her orgasm took over. She shook and shuddered with a combination of pain and delight. I exploded into her so happy she had reached her climax.She smiled and said, “The last time was as good as the first.”She made me promise that I would go up to the cabin the next Spring at least one last time. Three days later she passed away peacefully in her sleep.The next Spring I headed up to the cabin alone. I was so very sad and cried much of the way. I made a couple of traditional. Then she seemed to worm her way into his heart. She had the same effect on Ron's parents and they loved her as well. Ron and Lori were soon engaged and planned their wedding for late the following summer. Neither Ron, nor his family, knew of Lori's checkered past. If knowledge of her indiscretions leaked out it would be a disaster for Ron, Lori, and the entire family. All of the guests at the wedding were captivated by Lori's beauty as she walked down the aisle. All except one. Jim was not all. Her lack of memory fills her with silent dread. Not my mind, Dear god not my mind! She tries to compose herself. Ernest, Frank… Letter by letter she continues to analyze the sounds and impressions. What is this? Dear god. Dear Jesus, sweet Jesus. George, Harold… She begins to suspect the answer is beyond her reach. She sends out fingers of desire, need, thought- tries to project them into her past, pull out something stable. The images seep through her fingers like fine sand peppered with.