" Good for me then. Now please kiss me." With this she drew my face to hers and set her lips to mine. Moira's hand behind my neck, her other around my...waist at the small of my back.My one hand had yet to leave her breast, but, it wasn't still. I was kneading her breast, massaging it through her shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra, so I only had the thin cotton of her shirt separating my hand from her tit's flesh. I swear I could feel the beat of her heart as it raced in desire. As I leaned against. Of course it hurt like hell, but the texture of his cock almost made getting fucked feel good. I turned and saw my ass skin jiggle and bounce as his balls smacked into me. Abes face was down resting next to my head. I heard him breath in and out more and more every minute I was fucked. Abes legs tried wrapping around mine the more the fucking countinued. Probably trying to get me ready for his doggy cum. Oh god. Uhhhhhh. Ahhhhhh! I moaned. Abe fucked me countinously for the next forty-five. J.’s body had already been prepared by the funeral home, and the public viewing was scheduled to begin at 1:00. The family arrived at 12:30 to have a private viewing beforehand.At 12:15 Lisa and I pulled up to the funeral home and were immediately stunned.It was cold.It was raining.It was nearly an hour before the doors would open.And there were at least a hundred people already in line.“Oh, my God,” Lisa said softly, “I did not expect this.”We were escorted inside through a back entrance. Eric. Bheeed bhari local me jab log mujhe dabaate hai to bahut achha lagta hai. Maa nahi hai aur behan apne jalwe dikhane se baaj nahi aati chote chote se tight kapde aur badan dikhaane ko hamesha raaji aur na jaane kitno se chudi hogi per who alag baat hai . Abhi meri baatRafik kahne ko to hamaara baagwaan per mere ko usne apni randi bana ker rakha hai, mai uska gulaam hu.Baat abhi do mahine pahle ki hai jab mera ek dost ka lund mere munh me tha tabhi Rafik achaanak mere room me aaya aur dekh kar.