He struggles to pull the button loose as Janet slides up to him and gives him a soft kiss.“Here let me help you,” she says with a purr. She smiles...and moans softly as her hand moves down to his pants and hardening cock. Within moments, Casey’s pants are on the floor followed by his shirt and boxers.He pushes her back against the examining table and plants a kiss on her lips. His hand slides down to start rubbing her clit. Instantly, he feels a surge of wetness from her pussy. Janet grabs his. It’s like a physical for my pussy. It’s nothing major.”“Oh,” I said. “I ... I don’t have to go if you don’t want me to.”“It’s not that I don’t want you to go,” Liz said. “I always want you with me. It’s just ... I don’t really want to go. I was excited when ... I thought I might be confirming a pregnancy but this is just ... yucky. She’ll do a cancer screening and that sort of stuff. I do want to see why I haven’t had a period in ... three months. I was scheduled to start today and I. Mmmm…yesss…harder baby…fuck me…go deeper…I’m all yours baby…ahhh … ohhhh ….Her moans excited me and raged the beast in me. I pulled her hair, and started fucking her harder and deeper. I increased my pace, while she circled her legs on mine. I started biting her neck softly and stroking her hard. She started saying my name, mixed in her sexy moans. Aahhh Vickyy…Yess..baby…make me your whore…Vickyy…Vickyy…ahh…yess…fuck me baby…please…harder..aaahh..mmm…She groaned as I increased my pace.. I was never going to grow old and die. I was already dead.I went to my own funeral. My mother tried to justify my death by telling herself and the other mourners that I had had no business drinking at my age. I was only 18, too young to go to frat parties, too young to be dead.I sat in the back row crying over myself, but I couldn't justify my death the way my mother had. I noticed a really cute guy get up and walk out to go to the bathroom. I thought for half a second about following him and.