I have also joined another site that you can go on camera and people can see and hear you. I am a bit of an exhibitionist and thought this might be a ...un thing to join, watching people and letting them watch me as I masturbate. All the time being able to communicate with them by typing or saying things. Some don't have sound but some do and listening to them as they listen to me is very erotic indeed.Any way back to the story I thought it might be fun to invite my friend to see me in my little. " Michelline moaned. "God, oh geez, that feels so good!"She stopped momentarily as I pressed at her bud. Slowly my finger sank into her back door up to the first knuckle, and I felt her muscles spasm against me in two places. Michelline kept moaning 'yes oh yes' over and over as I rotated my finger a bit before pushing it into her deeper.When it was almost all the way in, Michelline squeezed me in both places again and lifted her hips to begin her slow grind onto both appendages. This time. Catherine Wyatt's viewing and funeral. A more beautiful corpse I have never seen and I've enjoyed many beautiful female corpses in my many years in the funeral business. That's right; I became a mortician.EPILOGUE:Another little bit of irony is that Jenna Wyatt did not blame me for her mother's death. After obtaining a pathology degree she returned home. We began dating and fell in love and have been married for over twenty years. She is my partner in the funeral business her father and mother. The day came that I finally got to SC. I moved into my townhouse and resumed conversations with Diane on a regular basis. She was still in school in Charleston but we had made one off mentions about possibly meeting up. In the coming weeks I became extremely busy with work and she as well with finishing up her year of college. Needless to say a few weeks went by without us talking. I did get a message from her saying she was going back home to Darlington for the summer to stay with her.