I had my legs wrapped around him. I feel my father in law as one of my best lover because of his strength and skill in sex. Fucking in a standing pose...requires both strength and skill.I was delighted as well as amazed to notice my father in law at the age of 60 fucking me in standing pose casually and perfectly. I was unable to control myself great Uncle great uncle. Go on fuck me keep on fucking me” I whispered in my father in law’s ears. My words were so effective that encouraged my father in. The sensation was delicious. I was worried that I might tighten up or not be ready for this yet, but the feeling wasn't at all uncomfortable. On the contrary, it was like heaven.Carl pressed the full size and bulk of his body up against me, and I knew he was trying to get his big prick up the hole where his finger had just been. But our height difference made that impossible. Carl darted out of the shower and came back in with a small, plastic bench-thing."Try standing on this," he said. I. Almost the entire town of Taunton was in presence when Jonathan and five of the sawmill workers shouldered the simple coffin made of planed pinewood and carried it along through the town centre and to the churchyard. A grave pit had been dug as promised by the Elder Foxworth and, using ropes, the coffin was lowered into it. Prayers were offered then and a hymn was sung whilst the coffin bearers shovelled the soil back into the pit. When they were finished, a simple cross with the name Franklin. I told him that for the evening his namewas Michelle.The meal was due to be served at seven and at half past six I beatWesley to the doorbell and quietly let him in. I called out to thekitchen."Michelle, bring out two gin and tonics please, into the sitting room."Mike, full of enthusiasm to make me happy I suppose, now that he wasliving his dream, came breezing in with the drinks and nearly collapsedwhen he saw Wesley.He had bought in the drinks on one of our little trays and now he servedit.