I kept the body (damn! It was hard to think of him as 'the body') buckled into the front passenger seat. This was an older version of me. I somehow ha... to disassociate myself from him, in order to finish the task at hand.It took me several hours to dig the grave as deeply as I wanted. Then I got a bag of lime out of the back and spread the contents of the bag evenly in the bottom of the grave. Finally, I wrapped Tom, me, in an old blanket I'd kept for emergencies. I placed him into the grave,. At work I suggested that as he fancied my wife so much, he should meet Emily on a more personal basis. He said he’d love to … and clipped me round the head and sent me flying! I hated to think what damage he could cause me if he really wanted to. I knew he was the guy for Emily but told him that if he did fuck her, he had to use a rubber like I did. He said he never used them so I said, “OK, it will be alright as she wanted me to lick her out after.” He said, “Man, you’re weird. I’ll gladly. I was JV this year, but I'll be with the varsity in the fall." She blinked at me. "I'm going to be a junior." No kidding. I though you were older." It's these," she said, gasping her big boobs and holding them up. "There's so darned big." I guess they do get in the way sometimes, but they're really nice, very, I don't know, shapely. Is that the word?" Jugs, that's what they are. It's hard to find clothes that fit and the boys are always saying things and running into me. You know, getting a. My pussy lips formed a giant O at the sudden intrusion. The head of his cock rested against my cervix for a moment, before he leisurely moved in and out again and again. His strokes were slow, dragging my silk-like vice against his shaft. It was as if he was trying to mock me. It was delicious but it wasn't what I wanted; wasn't what I needed; wasn't what I craved. My fingers curled into his dark locks, pulling his face closer to mine. “Fuck me, you bastard. Be a man. Give it to me. Make me.