During funerals for parents and those of their era, my mind dwelt on their life summaries, what they did and didn't do. For those younger, it was thei... tragedy, of a life story cut short, their uncompleted actions. This funeral was of my generation, now beginning to be sporadically called to the other world, a pace that would accelerate. As the sterile, macabre platitudes of the secular service droned on, my mind wandered afar.Death, it’s final. Tomorrow the world goes on without her. She’ll. I lean in closer to kiss her and my hands slide under Anna's ass. My face comes to rest cheek to cheek next to hers and I can feel the pulse of her heart racing as I fuck her much harder than before. I lift her up and pull myself deeper into her as I drive every inch of my cock into her again and again. Hands firmly on her ass, I grab and spread her cheeks apart and I can feel my fingers getting wet with her pussy juices. Her legs begin trembling again and my slow, rhythmic strokes have turned. While my BF and I had been to second base, and he had fingered me, my pussy was still a cock-virgin. I could feel his penis up my butt crack, as he began dominating me. I liked this for a change and waited for his next move with bated breath.He asked me to turn around and eagerly reached out to my boobs.He confessed that he was dying to touch, feel and taste them from the time he had seen me and ordered me to undress him. I took off his shirt and he was admired his well toned upper body. He was. ) It was still an hour and a half before the salon opened for the day. Lisa and Alicia kissed and I took notice. Alicia was a 5' 4" blonde with green eyes and a great figure as well. She was wearing a blue floral print one-piece oriental-style dress. She had a demure, kitten-like smile, wore light makeup and dark pink lipstick. Her blonde hair was hanging past each shoulder, some laying on the front of her shoulders, some laying on the back. Some long bangs hung down one side of her face.Lisa.