“Are you a virgin?” She asked.“Yes,” I answered honestly, without hesitation or even consideration of lying.Do you want me to get off you?” ...She asked next.No,” I answered simply, but this also truthfully.Then, without further conversation, she pulled off her shirt. And as she did she grinded herself against my dick again and I remember gasping lightly. Her breasts were beautiful. Fully developed and stout, I just stared in amazement. Next, she reached back and removed her bra and now I saw all.. “See if she meets the standards?”“I’m sure she will” I laughed with him, as we walked towards the cars.“Who the hell is that?” Logan asked me as we stopped in our tracks.“Umm??” I was confused and looked over to my car. There leaning against the bonnet was Riley. “Oh eh, that's one of my sisters friends. No idea what the hell she wants.”“She probably wants a ‘ride’ home” he nudged me.“A lift home most likely” we laughed. We said our goodbyes and I headed over to my car.“Hi Jacob” Riley said in. I now started finger fucking her. Standing up a number of minutes later there was no hesitation in my actions as I eased my swollen penis into to her eager pussy and slid it’s full length into her. Usha gasped in pain into another orgasm as I began to pump into her, my movements hard and fast, she fell back on the bed as I fucked her, her moans, groans and sighs echoing around the room. ‘Fasteryes ..yes.harder . Faster yess yes.fuck me harder.harder .yes yes cum in me fill my thirsty cunt with. Anyway, back to the funeral. There was lots of tears of course. Everyone around were sobbing. However, having never known the deceased aunty apart from speaking on the phone once or twice I didn’t feel the closeness the others did, but remained quiet and respectful.The in-laws being a Hindu family cremated the elderly woman in in a traditional bonfire in front of a hundred or so relatives. The heat came in waves and the smoke stung the eyes. Bajan songs were sung by a group of old ladies led by.