They sent him to Vietnam a few days later and that was the last I saw of him. Fortunately, he left me Maureen ... a finer daughter a woman never had!"...here were tears slowly flowing and Vangie was sobbing now. "You poor kid! You lost your husband after only knowing him for about three weeks? That's a crime! What happened?"She slowly shook her head and said, "He was killed. I got a lot of letters from him. In fact, I got the last three after I knew he was dead. They were the worst ones .... Everyone had a chance to catch up on each other’s lives over the past few months.The five of us met Thursday morning for breakfast in the hotel lobby and then headed downtown for a day of touring and shopping. Mike and I went along for the ride. We visited Lombard Street, rode a trolley, visited Chinatown and Tolbertman’s Wharf. Kyle had to drag us onto the World War II Liberty ship and submarine in the harbor.We were crossing the gangway back to the wharf when both my cell phone and Kyle’s. With every thrust of my cock, Sandy screams out."Fuck me harder!"With every thrust, Sandy moans louder and louder. Her pussy squeezes my cock as her orgasm reaches its crescendo. My throbbing cock releases the cream from within, filling her pussy."Keep fucking me, I'm gonna cum again!"Moving my cock faster and harder, Sandy cums once again. I keep my cock buried deep in her pussy until she recovers. Stepping back, my cock slips from her pussy. Sandy stands and that is when we see four couples. It was time to let him cum. Joshua was moaning and moving his hips up and down, trying to keep pace with my hands. Finally, “I’m cumming, cumming, yes cumming.” He exploded with streams and streams of hot cum coating his stomach and my hand. It must have been a while since he jerked off as he continued to produce ropes of cum. Then, after seven spurts he was done. “You rest, I said, let me make some dinner.” I did not bother to dress as I prepared pasta and salad. I brought it to bed and we.