Something however was not quite right, ofcourse, his hair.! He quickly scoured the box contents recalling feelingsomething hairy and sure enough there...was a grey wig in an old ladypermed style. Standing in front of the mirror again he donned the wig,fussing with it until he felt happy and then stood back to review theeffect.John was amazed and pleased at the sight, just a few more additions andhis impulses would be satisfied. First footwear, the box provided someheavyweight knee length silk. . she talked to Dad.He wouldn't like it. Violet knew that. Dad hadn't, really, been one to believe in an afterlife, for all his jokes about Lisa's ghost throwing wives at him. Dad would want Violet to be strong on her own, leaning on family when needed but not using his memory as a crutch. And, she didn't! Violet ... just missed talking to him. Missed his voice. His stories. His hugs..."Stop it!"That got a laugh out of her, as she pretended it was Dad scolding her. He'd be right, too. Mourning. As the song began to play, we started to twirl our wrists around as thestrongest singer in the group belted out "Why don't you fool me, feedme, say you need me without wicked games. Come on and hold me, hug me,say you love me and not my dirty brain."We all joined in on the next verse, "I got one Alabama return, that'lltake me far away from you. Cause when you take me in your arms, I turnto slave, I can't be saved."Then my turn for a solo part came as I sang, "So I got my cappuccino togo and. And then I did something I alway like to.. I lay down and I ask her to sit on my face with her pussy in my mouth…after a while, we entered 69 and she was shocked to see how long I could hold on.. hehe.. she found the mole on my big fat cock.. and was worried if it would fit inside her pussy.. lol.After hours of foreplay, we went mad and I fucked here in missionary.. we just kept our eyes locked while I fucked her.. we moved to the doggy style and then rode her sideways.. we tried another.