I positively HATE funerals.”“How many have you been to?”“A couple, but it’s the idea, you know?”“Yes.”Cindi, Terry, Penny, and I left ...he conference room where we’d been watching and headed out to my car for the drive to Holy Name Cathedral. We were fortunate, as admission to the church was strictly limited because of the number of firefighters who would be in attendance, but Tom had made sure we would have seats. After parking in a nearby garage, we walked into the church where Bethany was. As I turned the corner all I was greeted to was empty isle, so I backed up and when to the next one. Same emptiness. Little voice in my mind said "Missed, again." It almost took effort to get back to my shopping but I did. I did get hopeful as I peeked around the next few corners but nothing. I tryed to even listen for her heel taps but the musack was a bit too loud. I was startled a few minutes later when I swore I felt a hand brush my thigh. "oh, pardon me!" I was looking into those beautiful. .. oh fuck, yes ... keep moving."Again Dani tried twisting and turning, but the man kept his cock embedded in her fiery inferno. She was positive the intense throbbing in her deepest regions was the man's heartbeat and she couldn't stop moving in the hopeless belief she could get away. Every time she arched her back and pulled her hips back, he followed to keep his cock buried to the hilt. When she rolled her hips, he did the same, as he tried to endure the intense heat.Dani felt the cock-head. Jay just pulls off the hose clamp and removes whatever I wasn't supposed to put down the drain. Suppose you could do that? " No problem." Ozymandias, now deflated, dropped to his knees amidst a sticky mixture of lemon rinds, cheese bits and coffee grounds. The great ruler probably never contemplated the complexities of clogged drains. Yes, there was more to the poem—Nothing beside remains.Round the decay Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bareThe lone and level sands stretch far away.'I.