Their heads swayed back and forth; totallyunable to understand what was happening. The taller - though they wereboth several inches shorter now - lif...ed his clear plastic face maskand pulled of his helmet.His helmet? The face was oval, the same coffee light color as thehands. There was a purplish liner that made the eyes look bigger. Thenoses were smaller, and the lips full, juicy, and colored the same asthe eyeliner. The face -- _her_ face was framed by dark brown hairthat curled as it. Her left hand moved to her breasts, they were pert and quite firm, her nipples were large and she was quite conscious of them when she was out with friends or at work. Just a cool breeze or a risqué chat would be enough to have them poking through a top. But when she was alone though it was different; they were sensitive, very sensitive and she had even managed to orgasm just by touching them. She lightly touched her breasts, sliding her fingers back and forth moving from one breast to the. Simone and Rachel started playing footsie with each other on me. Occasionally they would playfully wiggle their toes in front of my face for me suck on and kiss, as they played with their own tits. Karen kept fucking me hard, convulsing violently as she started to come. I thrust upward over and over into her, as hard as I could, and I finally exploded in an almost endless shuddering orgasm, while savoring the taste and scent of Rachel’s fragrant toes in my face.When I finally started to catch. Later, when I finally caught up with Sarah and Cora, they asked me how it had gone and I said, "Slowly, but I think I've been of some help."The funeral took place two days later. It was a much less stuffy affair than it would have been in the UK, there were hundreds of faces there, Norman knew a lot of people on the island.The night after the funeral Sarah stayed up late, talking to her mum. When she finally came to bed she started sucking me. There was a bit of the old Sarah sparkle back and.