Then he took off my t-shirt (I would never wear bra mostly if you have read my first story you may come to know) and kisses me by pressing my boobs an... my one hand on his cock (Giving him a blowjob). Then he tears my shorts and thrown off and sucked my boobs and bitted the nipples and inserts his middle finger inside me. Now it’s my turn. I made him naked first and kneel down to eat the ice cream. His has a big dick of 8inch. I don’t want to stop sucking, eating it. I took the cum in my mouth. I could feel her ghost shift. She was rootless now that I had experienced--and accepted the burden of her death. She was a blank slate, ready for her final experience. Like all dead, she gravitated towards her once mortal remains, and as the Second Man composed her body on the bed I could feel her settle once more.His touch was as gentle as a lover's as he lifted her/me up and removed the torn and stained night gown. He plucked a sponge from a nearby bowl of warm water, and starting with her. Love it.“You’re getting married up THERE?” his mom asked.“Yes, ma’am,” he said. “All my friends, business associates – really, they’re the same thing. We have the place. And believe me, these people are anxious for me and Mimi to get married there with ‘em.”“Not gonna ... Sane, right?” his dad asked.“Sane in the craziest of ways, Dad,” Tommy told him. “They’re not conventional, but they’re terribly REAL. You won’t be outraged. No way. And you won’t be among strangers. My people up there are. I found it difficult to believe quite how nice they felt against my legs. Almost like a second skin. Something stirred beneath the panty-girdle but I ignored it. Next came the dress. I put my arms up and Sarah pulled it over my head, careful to avoid getting makeup on it. She let it slide down my body and made a couple of adjustments around my bosom. It's hard to describe how it feels to wear a dress for the first time. Naturally, I felt somewhat uncomfortable. Years of social conditioning had.