All I was wearing was a baggy t-shirt and a pair of boy short panties, and I could feel his eyes running over my body. I held onto his arm as we made ...ur way into his room and I flopped on his bed. “Very graceful,” he chuckled as he got in beside me. Now, this storm didn’t scare me as much as I was making it out to seem, but I was milking it for all I was worth. I had my back to him and I scooted back so he was pressing into me and pulled his hand over my chest, resting it on my boobs. I felt. The inhumane, insidious ravages of breast cancer had destroyed Angela’s mother’s body. Like a carnivorous b**st, the cancer had savagely eating away her flesh and had left only the skin and bone skeleton of a once vibrant and vigorous woman.At long last the time came for family and friends to go home for the night. The funeral was set for two o’clock the next day. Angela and her husband linked their arms around her dad and helped him to their car.Her father threw a glance back at the funeral. I wish I was like that!We took our clothes off but before we could get under the duvet, Todd came around to my side of the bed and pressed his cock up against mine."Your dick is so beautiful," he said, working our two knobs together."Yours is bigger," I grinned. It was: anyone who says fat blokes always have small cocks is lying. Todd, for all he was fatter than me, had a prick at least three times the size of mine."Size isn't related to beauty," he argued. "Yours is really lovely just as is it. He paused and than started to suck my cock. His lips sliding up and down the side of my white cut dick felt so orgasmic. I felt I was going to cum then, but I didn't I held it in, and just moaned. Pushing his head up and down on me got me so horny. "Your turn" I said, and than pulled his head off of me. I pulled John up, face to face and kissed him. Than as it got slow and romantic I grabbed on tight to his shoulders pushed him sideways onto the floor, and got on top of him. "Rough much?" he.