Randall confided that he did, and Tina like the thought of that. She even wanted to know when he would do it so she could phone and catch him in the a...t. She liked to talk to him while he spanked off. When she asked Randall about how he would feel if it were him hitting on her instead of being her boyfriend, he found it difficult to answer. Obviously, he would see how beautiful she was and want her like any man. However, the way he knew her now, he also knew she was a fun and interesting person. One could rightly assume there were tattoos on the rest of his body as well.As he turned towards the old man, the other members of the gang started grumbling."Hey, Killer. You gonna teach that old man some respect?" one demanded.Killer approached the old man. As he got closer, he realized the 'dog' was actually a wolf. It watched his approach without any signs of aggression. For a moment, he thought he detected interest in its eyes. He looked at the old man. He was dressed in what looked. The tears flowed down her cheeks. She let out a soft wail and her body shook as they approached Bob's casket.Jason steadied her and she placed her hands on the Mahogany Railing. Leaning over, she placed her hand on Bob's shoulder and simply said, "I love you so much my dear. I love you so much."Goodbye my dear one. Goodbye."Mandy leaned over and kissed him on the cheek and then on the mouth. She kissed her fingers and placed her hand over his heart."Goodbye my love."The Funeral director had. Without waiting for her to undress, she had grasped my aching manhood and fell backward pulling me between her opened legs and with an expert guidance system she had placed me at the strategic position to her inner being. I remembered the feeling, slowly being engulfed in her, but I realized that my excitement would only let me enter about half my length. There was something so erotic about thinking that I was so large and hard that she could not encompass me in one thrust. Like the pass card.