Slowly in small groups they entered, each one wishing their somber condolences to the aggrieved, there was much solemn shaking of hands and the occasi...nal tearful hug. It was in many ways a sight familiar to a funeral director, the slouch of the shoulders, and head dangling from a neck too limp with grief to hold it straight. Perhaps it was those sagging shoulders, but those suits never did really look as sharp and proper as they were meant to at these events. Made one puzzle, what was the. You better not be putting a bambino in my Teresa’s belly because that will ruin her chance at happiness in this life.”In all honesty, the foaming at the mouth lady in black was making a lot of sense to me and I felt real terrible about humping the more than willing Teresa in the supply closet with her short skirt pushed all the way up to her belly button and her legs wrapped around my waist like we were on our honeymoon in the South Sea Islands.I remembered how tight she was and I knew the. The original deal was that they would pay me $100 to be an out-of-sight lookout. But June had snuck some beer from her parents house and we all agreed to drink before their fuck fest. Brett was excited and ready to go. I was hard too having fantasised about June many times since the restroom, but tried to hide it. As she downed her beer, June suggested that I stay and watch. As most men who have been hard for sometime, Brett thought it was a great idea. He quickly took off his clothes while. The squishy sounds of her juices as I plugged into her. I lifted her heavy legs up and was pleasantly surprised by her flexibility as I pushed them out to the sides. I cupped both my hands under her cottage cheese like ass and went as deep into her as I could. It was so dark I couldn't see her face that well as we fucked. I pounded as hard as I could. I felt the surge of cum build up but I kept holding it back. I hadn't had sex for some time so I wanted it to last. I held out as long as I could.