I lapped that up and went back for more.I then inserted my middle finger into your pussy and got it wet and then inserted it up to the 2nd knuckle in ...our ass and made a come-hither movement with that finger. My other finger was in your pussy and I could feel my finger moving in your ass as my pussy inserted finger pressed down against your pussy walls.I started licking your clit and I heard you moan, I could feel your heart beating faster. I kept this up, my tongue on your clit, my finger. What about him?” she motioned to me onthe couch.“He’s out like a light. I don’t think he’ll wake up ifyou keep quiet,” he told her, trying to be convincing.“Just hold it and see how big it gets. We really don’thave to do anything if you don’t want to.” he continuedto persuade her.“We really shouldn’t….” she stammered as if in atrance. Her willpower was weakening as she gazed at hisimpressive pecker.For a long. " She then clasped her hands over mine. "The truth is, Alex, and, again, I realize how wrong this is, but, well, I feel the same way about you that you do about me." "Really?" She nodded. "Yes." She sighed, and put on hand on my knee, and my cock immediately got hard. "And, you know, Mom and Dad are going to be gone all day." "Wait, are you thinking..." "Come here," she whispered. I leaned over, and she put her arm around me, and her hand on my chest, which she started caressing. "I know. Their friend, acutely missing his heart-song, had quite lost his will to live without her.Rowan saw that his tomb was laid right next to hers, and he commissioned a carved white marble statue of the two lovers, depicted holding hands together, set above their grave. On every free-day since, they and their many grandchildren would picnic there on the grass of the island, under the carved smiling faces of their old and very dearest friends, and while the children played on the soft and thick.