..I let memories drift back, memories I had cherished and agonized over, memories that had shaped my life. They came back in a rush, as if it was only...yesterday, crystal clear.Mourners drifted away, smiling gently in sympathy, shaking our hands, and giving soft words of condolences. Alexis stood at my side, ramrod straight as if holding her body rigid would control her emotions and lessen the pain. Sorrow poured through me, heavy and unwelcome. Staring down at the side-by-side graves, two. As they headed to the door Ann watched Mary's round ass. Her slender legs were long and as they disappeared into her shorts she could see a hint of Mary's ass. Ann asked would you like some help tomorrow. Giving Ann a hug Mary said I don't want to be a bother. Nonsense Ann said. I'll bring breakfast tacos and we can get started early. Closing the door Ann pushed her hand into her pants. Slipping under her panties, she rubbed her smooth vagina. As a wave washed over her, Ann wished it was marrys. " She paused and seemed to be making up her mind about something. "It wasn't right, what Betty did. When I heard about it, I wanted to do something to help. But I couldn't think of what, until I saw you running past my room." She reached a hand out tentatively. "Jenny Piccolo said guys like it if you touch their things. Can I touch yours?"I stared at her. I couldn't believe this! My kid sister, the little girl I'd seen in diapers, wanted to touch my cock? I thought about it. She was really. I will follow you.”They made their way through the hall to the stairs. Roby fell back a few steps to allow his mother to lead the way. As they climbed, he couldn’t help but take in the beautiful flow of her movements. The sari is such an amazing garment, he thought. Wrapped loosely on a mature woman, her physical charms were hinted and teased at, rather than brazenly displayed. They stepped into the three room suite that took up almost the entire upstairs portion of the house. The first room.