I agreed on the condition he licked my hole first to loosen it up a little then he could fuck me.He obliged and quickly had my jeans and panties down ...round my ankles and his tongue firmly between my cheeks. I bent over and held the tree as his tongue went in and out of my ass and I even sneakily pressed his head into my bum deep with a free hand and he seemed to love it. He even pushed a sneaky finger into my asshole and managed to get a second in just using his saliva as lube. I got the lube. I don’t like dogs. I’ve never even had a pet dog. I certainly didn’t want to have sex with one! What kind of a woman would do that?!” She smiles for the camera.Cut to tv footage of a funeral. Angela in black. Caption reading – ‘Funeral of Kenny Winhurst, former England international’. Her voice-over continues. “Kenny had a massive heart attack last year. He was coaching some schoolkids and just fell down dead.”Back to Angela in her home. Delivering the final part of her story. “After Kenny. Jonas Gianni was aware of everything around him but he felt numb.Jonas hadn't been surprised to see Cleves at the funeral but he was surprised to see Tony Rizzo. Tony was 72 years old and very seldom went anyplace that wasn't extremely secure. To Tony Rizzo's mind, a cemetery was an invitation to snipers. Not many Mafia bosses reached the ripe old age of 72. Tony had because he never relaxed his guard.The tall old, white haired man had stridden across the cemetery from his limo as if he owned. With a mischievous smile she stood in front of me and demanded me to oil her against sun burn. She didn't even pretend to be harmless, but just gripped my hands and put them between her legs.“Make sure it is well coated, everywhere.” And rubbed herself with my hand.I pulled her down and started to cover her whole body with caressing motions, taking great care to spend more between her cheeks and to cover her bald snatch properly. It didn’t take long and she spread her legs wider and started.