All the people I expected to see showed up for the funeral. I didn’t have connections with LAPD, so I didn’t know what was going on about Jarvis�... cause of death.Finally everyone was gone and Clarice and I were sitting by the pool and Tara was getting coffee in the kitchen. I had wanted Monica to stay, but because of the tension between Monica and Clarice, my daughter thought she might not be helpful.I looked at Clarice like I used to do when I wanted her to know I was paying attention and she. She smiled to herself, the years had been kind, and apart from a few small crow’s feet around her eyes, the rest of her body was still nubile enough to harden many a cock. As she soaped her ample breasts, she beckoned Mary to soap between her legs.“I think I will need a thorough cleansing today; Johns balls seemed unusually full today. I assume he has not been pleasuring you or any of the other servants of late.” Danielle purred as Mary's deft fingers soaped her trimmed pubes and ran down over. "Strip naked," she commanded. I complied."On your knees,' she commanded. I knelt before her. "Tell me what you like, what you want." I like your new panties." Beg," she said."Can I touch? Please," I said."No, you don't appreciate enough."I spent the next 20 minutes or so telling her how beautiful she was, kissing her feet, trying to move my hands up her legs, only to have her brush them away."I'm getting tired of this," she said, standing up before me. You called Mike a pervert, remember?"Yes,". Soon I was in a pretty good rhythm. I had both girls breathing pretty hard when we had a three-way climax. Hearing the two women enjoy their orgasms was more than enough to send me over the top.I emptied the contents of my balls into Donna just as Bridget and Marjorie carried in two trays. We were getting breakfast in bed.Bridget said, “Cream pie” and dove into her mother’s oozing pussy.Our breakfast was cold when we ate it but it didn’t matter.Marjorie said, “Shouldn’t we be getting ready for.