Little Susie Haskins was sobbing uncontrollably. Cindy went over to her. ‘Why did Mrs. Veasley have to die?’ Susie asked through her sobs as Cindy...hugged her. ‘Why her? She was the bravest one of all, she kept us calm, she shouldn’t have been the one to die…’ Cindy was at the point of tears herself as she hugged the little girl. She then said ‘Susie, sometimes the good people die, too. Mrs. Veasley did so well, and her heart was so great, that the Lord took her up to be with Him. Her purpose. Once all was tidy we sat down at the dinning room table once more and then Jessica's mom served us dessert. She had bought us all magnum ice creams and while watching her and her daughter licking it I started imagining how good it would feel to have them both sucking my cock. This obviously got me all hard and I was pretty thankful that I had the table hiding away my boner. A few minutes after everyone had finished their ice creams I managed to calm down and my cock finally soften. I had one. I wasright about that blouse. It felt heavenly as Istruggled with the opposite side buttons! Soft andsilky and lovely looking, with two attached longpieces of cloth for a tie at my neck. I pulled theskirt up to my waist and secured it along with thebelt and bent to put on my boots. Those boots, brown and REAL leather, were about 1/4of a size too small but I had been wearing them for upto 4 hours every day in the hope that they wouldstretch out enough so I wouldn't be crippled at theend of the. After all the times I had seen her, my overwhelming desire was to return the many times she had made me cum. Also, I was half thinking that this might be a one off occasion, and was determined to make the most of it. By this time I had no idea how long had passed, and I was eventually rewarded as she shuddered, let out a loud gasp, and had the orgasm I was desperate to bring her to, her juices leaking out onto my fingers and into my waiting mouth. Even in her pleasure, she had the wherewithal.