I had to push those memories from my mind or I would go insane. A crash of thunder startled us both and I leaned against the warmth of his dry coveral...s and slipped my hand inside to caress the muscles of his chest. I sighed when I felt his arms come up around me. The warmth was electrifying and welcomed.“I know why you became a prostitute.” He said quietly. “but you can not run from what haunts you. You have to allow yourself to grieve throughout your day not just at the cemetery. You can’t. I could feel his balls slapping against my arse and the sound they made was getting me excited. He kept up a steady rhythm for quiet some time and occasionally he would pick up the pace, go faster then ease off. I felt as if he was bringing me to the edge each time he speeded up only to ease off so we could both savour the feeling and heat we had built up. I don’t know how long he kept this up because what with the drink, how I was feeling and what was going on for me down there inside I had no. Jacobs, a near neighbour. What I heard was a heavy wheezing and after a brief visual search saw her lying on her lawn clutching her chest.I ran swiftly to her and asked if I could help but she was unable to reply as she struggled to breathe. To my untrained eye she appeared to be losing conciousness. I put her into the recover position, the only bit of first aid I could remember from my school's training. Trying not to panic I attempted to think of the best way to help. The only solution I. His back arched and he tipped his head back, I guessed he was cumming and after a few seconds he relaxed. Then he slowly withdrew his cock, it glistened in the light, I could clearly see mom's pussy, it had a white line of semen showing along its length just forming a drip at her clit. Mom didn't move and the man that had been slowly fucking the woman next to her withdrew and walked over to mom and plunged his cock straight into her, she smiled again as he started moving his cock in and out of.