"The girls looked at Quinn."Umm... ?Well gee, I was hoping you'd all be a little bit drunker but,"Quinn whipped out the remote from his back pocket, "...adies, I'd like topresent you with a very special device. ?This is what we'll play ourgame with." Oh gosh," Michelle murmured, "A television game? ?Those have been donebefore." No, not television. ?This is a magic remote. ?I know what you'rethinking, magic doesn't exist, yada yada yada. ?Well, I can prove youwrong," Quinn kept selling it like. But more signi- ficantly, she didn’t do anything further about removing the hand still cradling the side of her breast beneath her shirt. She just lowered her eyes and waited. After a moment, Bill lowered his face to hers and resumed kissing her. As she returned his kiss, his hand resumed its migration. From the side of her breast it moved forward rising over the swell of her rounded breast until his hand cupped her full ripe chest treasure. He could feel the hard nubbin of her nipple. Why don’t you work on getting it wet so it can slide into you a little easier?” Kayla said as she took off her shirt exposing a blue lace bra. Then she quickly unbuttoned her shorts and slid them down and off, exposing a matching thong. Samantha slowly started to stroke my dick up and down in her hand, as she just looked at it in amazement. I looked down at her and she slowly opened her mouth and took just the head of my dick into her mouth. I groaned loudly as her warm mouth wrapped around my. Apparently Rose’s hubby was ten years older than she, 76, and had had a stroke some seven years earlier, she was his carer. I got up and went to the bar for another drink and studied Rose, she was dressed in black, black skirt, black blouse, and black jacket, and obviously as it was a funeral. She was around 5’5” overweight probably about 14 stone with black hair. As I turned round from the bar she was standing there “I’m just going out for a cigarette” she said “Hang on a minutes I’ll join.