(No joke, I once saw a spirit of a man I had reaped decades earlier, still waiting for his judgement. There was really nothing to do once that painful...y awkward moment of recognition passed over his face, except nod and get the hell out of there).Anyways, death isn’t as magical as it’s cracked up to be. Then again, neither is life. I’m obviously a bit cynical, I admit, but I feel like anyone would be after having been alive for over a century.Yes, I’ve both died, and returned immortal. But not. I was trying to work out the intricacies of working an equation in three variables when I heard a sweet melodic voice say, “It’s unbelievable, the first day of school and getting hit with homework. Do you understand how to do the work?” I looked up and saw Sherry standing there with a smile on her beautiful face, wearing a yellow polo shirt with the collar popped up and a tight pair of jeans. I smiled back and said, “I sure hope I understand it. Gotta get good grades to get into college.”. ' was all she could mutter as her pussy muscle contracted on Mike's cock. Her body shook more than ever as her body let go. Exhasuted and spent she leaned up against Mike's chest.But, Mike wasn't done with her. His cock was still rock hard inside of her and ready for more.Standing up with Eve still wrapped on his cock, he lifter her up. Her juicy pussy making noises as he lifted her off of him. Eve's legs slid down and she was standing face to face with Mike. Her eyes were glossed over. "Roger showed it. He took it out, and showed it to George, he couldn't refuse. He was a little embarrassed, because it was hard (all those memories), but that didn't seem to surprise George:"Yes, it's as pretty as I remembered. Maybe even prettier. You have a lovely big cock, Roger. I'll take care of that tomorrow night. Be ready."And, that said, George went downstairs. The truth was that he was also hard, but... He had to wait till the next night. He had big plans for Monday night, with Roger.