By the great maker!I leant down to feel her pussy, I slipped a few fingers into open her up a bit ‘you’re so wet Jules, you’re dripping, I think you’re ready’.I kissed him and slowly worked my way till I sucked his nipples.She brushed my clit and then flicked over the opening of my cunt.The name of daughter the company and their bright logo of an explosion abuela behind their name filled my mind.She let out a strangled moan as her own pleasure rolled through her, though Angus kept a tight grip on her ankles as he thrust a few more times more semen leaking from the end to mingle with the lube.She had enjoyed staring at the cum stained girl in the mirror - the horny little girl grandmother who knew how to do a ‘blowjob’ and make a man cum.Hey, no fair, you're starting without me. * It's not my fault my cock likes being between your legs.With just a simple shrug, Sheila, stood before me in all her glory what little covering falling away.She sucked it like it was a race.Kelly’s left hand was madre working its way into my arse, and her right hand was working on my clit and going in and out of mother my vagina.We can help you, don't do this.][I have to, this was the only way to save him.That naughty minx. The bodies were loaded side by side and he was on his way back to the Funeral Home. Zeke had been in the Funeral business for about 30 years. His lovely wife Renee had died about 20 yrs ago in a tragic traffic accident and he lived alone on the 2nd floor of the Funeral Home. He was about 60 years old, tall and slender and rarely smiled. Stories had went around for years concerning Zeke’s fondness for his female clients but nothing had ever been proven or substantiated. Upon arrival back at the Funeral Home; Zeke backed the hearse into the garage at the back and closed the door to the outside. He opened the rear door of the hearse and removed each of the gurneys and rolled them into the preparation/embalming rooms. He rolled the mother gurneys one at a time up beside the embalming/preparation tables. Now let’s see what we have here he thought as he uncovered the first body by pulling the sheet off feet first. He noted on the toe tag Jane Carson and stared at the woman’s corpse. She truly was a grandmother work of art. He marveled at the long luscious shapely legs and the large perfectly shaped tits that were abuela now slightly sunken and splayed to the side. He daughter went to the head of the table and grasping Jane madre under the arm pits ; moved her over to the stainless steel table.