I lay there looking up at the night sky. The super moon was still bright so there were not many stars but it was still awesome. I began to drift into ... sleep state with the waves moving under my body every so often to pull me back to this night. I drifted like that until I felt someone between my legs. I awoke to see my husband had climbed out of the ocean and was lying between my legs with his head in my pussy as his hand spreading my lips. “Relax” was his only command. That I can do.He began. ." I gulped. I doubt she'd be able to get it in. "... I mean pussy," she giggles again. A sexy thing. "You are a dirty, dirty old man! Oh," she breathes out, her breath hot on my ear and enticing to my cock, as she grinds the slightest bit against my cock. She made sure that our privates didn't make much contact. Probably to tease me. Once in my bedroom, I abruptly throw her on the bed.Hayley gasps once again in shock and then gets on her elbows. As I undo my tie, I notice the way her hip. The hearse stood off to the side drawn by two black horses. It was black with glass panels along the side and back to allow the mourners to see the casket. The glass was etched with delicate flower patterns. Two brass lanterns, one affixed to each side of the front, reflected the sunlight. The driver was dressed in an antique undertaker’s outfit loaned to the driver by the same museum that had loaned them the hearse.The family sat as a group to the side. Ed, John, and Kelly wore their Druid. When she returned nearer to the fence, we said our hellos, and the usual chat, before I began raking again. This time, she came right up to the low fence, and stood silently watching, as I diligently went about my work. I joked that she seemed delighted to watch me working. She agreed, but said little else, while continuing to watch intently. By this stage, I was in heaven. The raking was the most complete I had ever done. I collected a bin, and began to lift the piles of grass into it. Still.