The music was fading to silence. The air in the casket was becoming hot and pungent with the odor of lilac. The gentle rocking went on and on. The roc...king stopped, she felt herself being lowered, slowly, down and down. Then she heard a rattle and heavy thud as the first shovels of earth began to fill her grave.From far off she heard a voice calling her name: "Jenny, Wake Up!"The voice was faint, yet resonant, as if being called through a long tunnel. The dream faded and the voice became clear. We started kissing letting our tongues glide together. I slowly slid my hand into her panties feeling how wet she was. After a lot of playing, she took off the rest of my clothes and began touching my dick. We were full of lust and she put it in her mouth.After a while I laid her on her back and began licking her, she was really enjoying it, I slid my finger in her ass while licking her clit. She moved on top of me rubbing her clit against my dick. She had told me not to try and penetrate her,. Meredith took more of his hardness into her mouth for an instant then pulled back."If we go to the bedroom, we're done for the day," she said. "We'll never make it back to the reception, I promise you that."Her head darted forward again to recapture her target. In the preceding months, Meredith had perfected her oral technique. She knew that Brock was fascinated by the sight of her bouncing breasts, she so put as much movement as she could into her fellatio.She also knew that her combined. It was obvious that she wasn’t wearing a bra and I kept wondering to myself what type of panties she was wearing. While we were eating we weren’t acting as father/daughter but friends instead. I would also get the occasional look from some of the other guys wondering if I was fucking her. After we ate we decided to retire to our room for the night because it was getting late and it had been a busy day. As soon as we got there she disappeared into the bathroom to do whatever it is that girls do.