You need to talk to the funeral home and make arrangements. This is a terrible tragedy and I’m very sorry.’ She was weeping uncontrollably and I w...nt around to stand by her. She wrapped her arms around me and cried out her broken heart. I held her soft little form close and after about fifteen minutes, she managed to get some control. It was a very long week. I spent every minute I could with them. The funeral was on Thursday and it was very emotional. The girls were very well liked and a huge. She looked adorable!I sat in the middle of a long leather couch and had her lay across my lap. He head and feet were supported. As I spanked her through her school skirt, she squirmed. Her squirming had a special impact on me. I erected. I ended the spanking a lot earlier than my notebook indicated. I was experiencing too much pain/pleasure.I thought about little Jen until bedtime and awoke with her still on my mind. When she arrived that afternoon, she and I were both subdued. One. I'd just arrived at the top of the hill when I heard the sound of a jet boat charging across the lake, headed for the marina which was about a mile south. She hadn't apparently noticed me on the hill yet, nor had our dog. They were both watching the jet boat, and from my perch, I saw it turn and head towards her beach. The dog was very protective of his "mom" and was on high alert as the boat came closer. There were three guys on board; obviously they had seen her and noticed that her tits were. I wondered what would happen if one of my parents looked back, catching me stroking my penis and pushing my leg under my sister's skirt!I pressed on her pussy with my heel, causing her face to turn red with excitement. Then, I wriggled my toes between her thighs, catching her hard knobby clit between my toes. She bit her lips when I pressed it between my toes. I started alternating between these two techniques that gave her pleasure the most, pushing my heel against her pussy, and then pulling.