I kept finding myself thinking about how it would feel to kiss her, to suck her nipples into my mouth and pinch them between my teeth, to feel her war... hands on my cock as she slowly bathed it with her tongue and licked her lips at the taste of my pre-come, to slide my throbbing rod into her warm mouth, and to quench my desire by spattering my hot seed in her wet snugness. I tried to keep my mind in control, but it was futile.Opportunity presented itself in form of participation in an it show. Now these sofa’s were well cushioned which tends to go down when one sits. And this is what happened, when she sat on the sofa she actually sank down and this caused her dress to rise further up the thighs. I quickly gulped down a big sip and was trying not to show up any reaction on my face. It was too hard to control my eyes from those wonderful slender shining legs of her’s. In-spite of me controlling my urge to have a look at them, she caught me staring and gave a naughty smile. I was now. I hope you don't think I was standing around deliberately watching you.”Cathy clearly didn't want to be seen as a voyeur but her blush suggested that maybe that was exactly what she had been doing. It made me smile and gave me a little tingle in my pussy thinking about it. I went along with her pretense though as I didn't want to embarrass her completely.“Of course not Cathy. Not that it would bother me at all.”Cathy was looking around nervously as though someone might be listening in to the. Some of the other folk had indicated they would like their last resting place to be in Pebble Beach so, it seemed commonsense to make it an official cemetery. The department gave their approval but wanted to inspect the site. Approval was granted and Pebble Beach now had its own cemetery.Betty had told me that she wanted her funeral to be like Clarrie's. "No weeping, no religious claptrap, celebrate my life not my death, have a party and toast my health."We did as Betty asked and when the grave.