He had seen enough during his National Service. He had endured the pain, the sorrow and the anger when the life of a friend or loved one is unexpecte...ly taken away. He was also aware that when it happens we always look for someone to blame, and that someone is usually that devout man in heaven. But even after losing too many friends in World War II and spending too many sleepless nights drinking and cursing at a bible, he wasn’t prepared for the loss of a child. If he had remembered about the. He was so turned on by her wetness. His tongue took control, and started licking and sucking her clit. Making her hard, she was moaning a bit louder now. His fingers pushed deeper into her, filling her up as his tongue circled her clit. He felt her begin to shake, she could feel the energy from inside. Her chest rose, back arched … the louder she moaned the harder he got. Faster, harder, deeper he pushed into her… she was in tender agony. He loved it. He loved her. ‘I’M COMING!’ His mouth. The contrast of the black dress against her pale freckled skin made her appear to almost glow. She stood, looking at me, smiling and nervously placing her hands on her hips.She giggled and asked, “how do I look?”I replied, “if I was a boy I would fuck you!” Julie turned beet red with embarrassment and said, “thank you, Kathy. But I don’t know. I mean the dress shows off a lot.” I told her, “that was the point, now help me pick out something to wear.”She picked out a modest skirt and a low cut. For an old guy, he sure had a lot of stamina. He lifted me up on his cock and bounced me up and down on it as I clung to him. He walked around the bedroom with my arsehole lodged onto his prick and eventually placed meback on the bed so hard I thought his prick was going to pop out of my mouth,"Oh! God!" I hollered "That is so deep"."Yeah" he replied, "But don't it feel fucking marvelous".He continued to fuck me with long hard strokes, his prickrasping my arsehole and making it burn. I needed.