It was a good job the table was a sturdy one as I was really going to town on Donna. I leaned forwards and took a nipple into my mouth and nibbled on ...hat beaut. Her tits were not huge but they were perfectly formed and god I wish I could capture this image. Donna looked amazing lying there starkers with the sun shining off her body rejuvenated my urge to satisfy her. I grabbed her foot and licked her sole of her left foot and took her toes into my mouth one at a time. God, little did I know. Just two more months.’ * Walking out of the small farm house, he watched as Josh and Katrina stood, chickens running around their feet, as they scattered food about. John watched as Josh placed his hand at the girls back, his body language protective even amongst the frantic chickens. Shaking his head he walked towards them. Always the protector, that was Josh. A good strong man who cared. He had known him for ten years, serving together, playing together, looking out for each other. He knew. Resolutions read. And reflections given.The processional headed to the cemetery for the committing of the body. Afterwards, it drove to the Varner Hill volunteer fire department for the repast. The congregations from Olivet Church of God in Christ and St. John African Methodist Episcopal Church partnered to cater the repast. There was the obligatory fried chicken plus the meats Clarence prepared. Green beans - plain and in casserole form, mashed potatoes, corn, field peas, collard greens, baked. ”Carla deftly took out the slack and stood there before us, pert breasts shining. And pussy juice glistening down her leg.“Now baby…unnnnnnn,” Denise held her breath,”...jump.”With a happy smile Carla hopped off the chair. The cord snapped tight and Carla’s first backswinging kick knocked the chair over and out of reach as my cock got to work on Denise’s pussy.“Oooohhhhh yessssssss!.” she cried, arching her back as Carla swung in front of us.Slap, slap, slap came the wet sound between us as I.