She was smiling at me and just laid on the bed. After some time I saw that her nighty was up to her knees and I could see her naked creamy legs, this ...et my cock very tight and I was trying to adjust my cock over my jeans, anyways I completed my studies and and when I was about to go she got hold of my cock near the door and said to me”what happened dear why the tool is erect?” I was to very much shocked and aroused by her act. I had no words to say and just gave a smile and I went from her. Her movements picked up speed until she was soon bouncing on top of me. I grabbed her hips to keep her from falling off and started lifting my own hips to meet her thrusts. She collapsed on my chest in an orgasm just as I felt my balls begin to boil again. Her grasping cunt brought me to the brink and then I was shooting into her. She pushed down on me in response.“Oh Paul, fill me up good!” I tried my best to comply, spurting into her. As we both relaxed in the afterglow, she collapsed back on. I finished a second glass of wine, but Denise was still nursing her first. I asked her if she liked it. “I do,” she confirmed. “But I don’t hold my alcohol very well and I have a 20-minute drive home.”I mentally filed away her comment about her low tolerance for alcohol and suggested that it was probably time to call it a night. A flash of disappointment crossed Denise’s face, but then she agreed. I paid the bill and walked her to her car. Still not wanting to come on too strongly, I leaned in. The town had virtually closed down on the day of my burial, and the date was honored for many years thereafter. Growing up, I had never known, nor could I even have suspected, that Westervelt Park, in the center of town, had been named after me.After I had finished my reading, and dried my tears, I took a very long walk, winding up down near the waterfront. Jeremy and I had spent many wonderful hours down here. I remembered back to when we had first walked along the shore, holding hands and.