I think we’ll need the help of Jim”“But you were so rude to him. I don’t know if he’ll want to face you, anyway!” she sobbed.“I was hard...y going to congratulate him, was I?” he snarled, his face colouring once again.“Maurice, I’ve never told you this, but I lost my virginity at about the same age as Lori”“What, at fifteen?”“About that, yes.”“But that doesn’t make it right, does it?”“No, but sometimes, it just happens that way. I’m disappointed, but not really angry. But I am very worried about. She smiled back at me and gripped my fingers; a few moments later, I took her gaze in mine and turned her around to face me and gently pulled her shoulder strap back into place, then started undoing the tie on her blouse, not stopping until it was completely removed.I was so hard that my wife could feel me as she pressed against me. At this time, she knew what I craved and turned back towards to the other couple knowing the pleasure I would get from this show. The tension was electric. The top. I began fantasizing about sliding my cock in and out of a hot wet pussy; I positioned the toy so that I was in the missionary position. After about five minutes of slowly fucking my toy, I decided to change positions and lie on my back, as if the girl I was fantasizing about was on top. I started off slow again but then began fucking my toy quite fast and could feel my orgasm building. A few more thrusts, and I let out a small moan."Mmm, that was good," I thought. I lay there on my bed for a. A cloud of overwhelming guilt suddenly enveloped him. He closed his eyes and sighed then looked at the clock. It was already 11 am on Sunday morning. He would normally have been at Sally's gravesite for his weekly visit by this time.Jim got up, his muscles aching and his head still buzzing from his alcoholic binge. He dressed quickly and hurried downstairs. He stopped at a table that held the many photos of Sally and picked up a locket that Sally had often worn. Inside was a photo of Sally and.