He shuffled down the row, and came to his familiar spot. The low gray stone said, "Sarah Conners b. 1900 d. 1960". There were a few dried up flowers s...cattered around it, plus some weeds stubbornly growing in the Autumn soil.He sighed and said, "It's an endless job, isn't it? Well, we can't stop Time, can we?". Bracing himself on the gravestone, he dropped his cane and lowered himself slowly to his knees. He began to pull weeds and clean up the area in front of the stone. He whistled a song, and. You pull me on top of you, my body laying on you and I feel your legs open and you slightly raise them so my cock is just touching your pussy. We again kiss, so passionate I think we might just burst. I can feel your breasts against my chest your nipples hard on me and I cannot resist running my hands over them. They are so beautiful, lovely beautiful breasts. "Make love to me Paul" and your legs part just a little more and my hard cock slips so easy into you. Lifting myself on my arms so I can. Her nipples poked thru her tank dress, and her breathing got heavy. I pushed her further onto the sink, until her legs were dangling over the edge and slowly opened them as i stared in her eyes, poor little lamb i thought, as i ran my hands up her thighs, until i reached her peach. no, panties and no hair, she came before i even touched it, quivering she looked at me with desperate eyes and i decided to give her a slow gliding index finger in her wet pussy, she moaned and threw her head back. The sounds of Zophia doing the dinner dishes was just barely audible. He'd wanted to spend the night at the temple, but Alice had sent him home."Your wife won't be allowed to see you tonight," Alice explained. "She's getting another twenty-five lashes, the pain of which she'll have to bear for two hours during prayer time until I heal her just prior to her lights out. Your daughters won't be able to see you, either. They're doing their first duo together with an important guest. But Zophia's.