" I gave her a moment to consider this. "What do you think is happening to Tod right now, Pet?" He's getting turned on, of course. I mean, I'm standin... here in front of him, bare-ass naked! You KNOW that he is going to want me!" That's only natural, of course," I told her matter-of-factly. "And whose fault is THAT?"She nibbled the corner of her lower lip. "It's mine. I'm the one that's naked. It's not HIS fault. He's just acting naturally." Exactly. You are making him VERY uncomfortable. And. He’d only agreed not to fuck her so I guess I can’t fault him for fingering her — even in front of me and all these strangers. I can’t believe I’m doing this! Why am I making excuses for him, them? She seems blissfully happy. Is this our future? My aching cock is demanding to fuck her right here. I’m not sure that’s what she wants. She held my thighs as she kissed my bishop then licked the sweet, slippery emission off it.In my stupor, I barely heard the lineup and the entire audience’s low moan. After a minute he stopped me and pulled me to stand up to remove my dress. Once it was I off I removed my bra and the turned around and kneeled on my hands and knees on the edge of the bed. Andy moved my g string aside and entered his big cock into my pussy as he grabbed onto my hips and then started thrusting hard back and forth, in and out of me. He made me moan from pleasure as his big cock hit deep up in my pussy and I soon reached climax and my pussy tightened around his cock as I orgasmed. I've written a few words to say."I've always hated funerals. It reminded me of my own mortality and the fact that each day might be my last. A small crowd gathered outside as we waited for the hearse and funeral car. We proceeded in convoy to the crematorium and then followed the pall bearers as they conveyed the coffin inside. Vanessa leaned against me and sobbed whereupon I slipped my arm around her waist to provide comfort. I half-listened to the readings but enjoyed George's eulogy, making.