He gazed down at me. I unbuttoned my shorts and shimmied them down leaving me in my little lace panties.He made sure his knee was between my legs as h... resumed kissing my breasts before latching onto a nipple while pinching and rolling the other. I ground against his knee. Stopping when I realized how wet I was.“That’s fucking sexy,” he said slipping his hand between my legs, “Is this okay?”He posed the question before making contact. I nodded.“You’re so wet,” he said.I glanced down, I was. Both of them had shed a tear or two since we got home and I didn’t blame them one bit. ‘When are you picking up her ashes?’ Andrew asked. ‘Tomorrow, we’ll all go together and we’ll take her to where she wanted to be.’ ‘When does this start to get better?’ Jessica asked me. She’d got up from her chair and was clearing the table. She put the pile of plates down and hugged me. ‘I don’t know Jess. I don’t even know if it stops quickly or just fades away, we’ll just have to support each other when. .. fuck that tight ass hole with your big cock...." I grabbed his ass and hips and i started thrusting , digging my face into his neck, holding onto him as i started pounding him. Long deep strokes in his ass with my cock as he reached between his legs and stroked his own cock. "Yes... yes.... fuck yes.. fuck my ass.... oh fuck!!" he let out. I was pounding him so hard, spooning him and it was so hot as we started to feel the temperature rise in the room. Seeing him hold onto his cock as i. I'm sure Jessie could have beaten me at practically everything we played, but she didn't. Surprisingly, every game was close, with me winning just slightly less than she did. The only time I had ever seen her shine was when we played doubles tennis together, and she single-handedly beat the two older girls. In high school, Jessie played all the sports they allowed girls to play. And while Jessie excelled in tennis, in soccer she was a force of nature. She was the soccer team.You would have.