It seemed somehow so inappropriate, all that dirt. But I realized that it was thrown there by those who’d loved her and it was just a way of wishing...her godspeed on her final journey.We, Maddie and I, spent the night at the house with Auntie and Granny. There were, surprisingly I guess, few tears then, but lots of shared memories. It was a wonderful evening and night.The office was on the 17th floor of the Huntington Bank Building in downtown Columbus. Maddie insisted on going with me. Maddie. I still can push off from the wall behind me to meet your thrusts and drive you deeper.I feel myself getting close again. You’re wearing me out, but the passion is still more than enough to keep me going. “Oh god, oh god Brian I’m getting so close again. That cock feels so fucking good inside me.”“I can’t imagine it feels any better than your pussy does taking me deep. It’s so fucking hot feeling you, pounding your hot pussy, I can’t believe it after how much you’ve already made me cum, but I’m. The scene was so intimate, I began losing all of my rightful senses and I took her by the arms and brought her up to my face. The smile was still on her lips but I could tell she was scared. The look on her face was so right. I leaned in and finally kissed her. Our lips pressed against each other’s firmly and I continued caving in, my heart was pounding, my knees were shaking, but I didn’t let her go. Soon, I felt her lips part and I immediately accepted the invitation and my tongue invaded. We'd pulled into Las Vegas the day before, not too much later than we planned, after a long run along the eastern side of the Sierras and across the desert. The descent from Yosemite had been as spectacular as it always is, and we'd had plenty of opportunity to enjoy the sudden appearance of lakes and valleys as we crept down the eastern slope in the company of everyone, I think, who'd traveled up with us.Kicking back in Las Vegas, we got a little carried away. By the time we'd checked into our.