Apparently, Miss Cora had been the same way with most of the k**s in the neighborhood for all her life. Her home going celebration was packed with peo...le of all ages. It was a beautiful service for a deserving woman. Most of the mourners were moved to tears more than once. At the repast a handsome man made an approach extending his hand, “Jeffrey Powell?” “Excuse me,” was the reply. “Jeffrey. Miss Geraldine’s grandson, right?” “Uhhhh…” “It’s cool. I know the deal.” “Yeah, but no one has called. Suddenly her legs tightened around my head so hard it hurt and she came my mouth was flooded with her cum it smelled and tasted amazing my face was covered and some of it ran on to my chest. We stood completely nude in front of each other her breasts were heaving up and down still trying to catch her breath. My rod and balls started to ache I needed release. "Fuck me." She fell into my arms licking and kissing my chest tasting the mixture of her cum and my sweat. By this time we were both. I touched my tongue to her tits. They became hard. As I took her left boob in my mouth ache gave a moan. Her hands were touching my hard cock. She was stroking it gently. I was sucking her boobs as if they were made for me forever. She went on her knee, kissed my cock. Said - I am doing it for the first time, don't know whether you will like it or not. I told her to go ahead.Her soft lips and warm mouth were doing a magic on me. I thought I will cum immediately. I told her to get up and removed. Snehal suddenly sensed Veer had broken the ‘legs in legs’ position and straightened his legs and started swinging his pelvis. His crotch was now landing on her ass. Snehal caught his hand on her stomach. Bed was moving a little, Snehal was scared. She wished it must finish without seeing her husband.“Nooo...s...stoppp” Snehal whispered, almost inaudible but Veer heard it as he was resting on her head and he could feel every response of her body to his actions. 8-9 strokes and Snehal tried to.