Her last husband, the polo player, was already pushing up daisies in Arlington for almost three years. She did have a shameful regret at not visiting ...im one single time during that period. He had been an attentive lover, but dreadfully committed to his circle of male friends that often stole him away with lures of sports, gambling and the smelly “fishing” business that she was totally unable to comprehend.Linda’s three children were adamant about her closing down the family home and moving. Well, not back there anyway.’ ‘Go on’ ‘A man and wife…from the club, got me going to there’s, every few weeks for a party. It gave me something to look forward too. I made excuses and stayed three weekends over a period of two months, with them. I really think if I didn’t have the k**s, I would have left Ray, and moved in with them. I think I loved both of them.’ ‘Don’t fucking stop. Keep going….’ ‘She was called, Kelly too, he was Mick. They were just, so into it. They loved the way of life so. I kept licking the top with my tongue and stroked it to give my jaw a break. I then felt the head of the cock pass into my ass; he slowly worked it in and out.“damm this ass is tight” he groanedI felt some more lube poured onto my back and then he used his hand to guide it down onto his cock that was working in and out of my ass now. “Oh yeah take that cock bitch” he growledMy own little cock was aching now; I reached around with one hand and jerked furiously. The cock in my ass was now going a. Now for the unveiling. Her dress and slip slid easily up her legs revealing the tops of the thigh-hi stockings and the black lace panties. I pulled the panties down her thighs and over her shoes and lay them on the chair beside the coffin. Going to the end of the coffin; I spread her shoes and legs as wide apart as possible revealing her lustrious dark mound of pubic hair covering her slit. I snapped some more pictures and moved her hands to her sides. Next I pulled the dress and camisole off.