She and her husband were killed in an automobile accident out on Route 22. Their family buried the two of them on the same day." Did she have lots of ...family?" Her parents were quite old, but I think she had a younger sister. I think her name was Sally something-or-other. I read in the papers a couple years later that her sister got married. She married some guy well-to-do. Now, I think she's about the only one that still comes every year." Come on boy," the old man said, in a kindly manner, "We. Soon, her hands were in my hair, clutching hard, and I was fucking her with my tongue. Her thighs clamped around my head, and her entire body tensed. With a shriek that must have rung through the whole place, she came undone. I lapped up her juices, making her whimper each time I touched her over-sensitive nub.My mouth found its way back to hers."The sugar was so sweet," I said into her mouth. "I fucking missed the sugar."She giggled, her sweet, sweet giggle.***And then his tongue was there. My wife spoke highly of how sweet Jessica’s juices were & I was ready to find out. I turned her body around just a little and she settled right into a perfect 69. “Ummm… my favorite position, but with something different to play with!” was all she said before devouring my prick. Turns out that my wife is right! That is a delicious pussy! Moreover, she certainly knows how to suck cock. We sucked and licked until she came, burying her face in the sheets to muffle the sound. Then she went to work. I don't know what it was or why it happened then, but I suddenly realized, seemingly for the first time, that I had the control. It was a thought that had been resting on the backburner of my brain since I received the gift, but never fully recognized until then. There was no reason to be nervous around girls or even care what I said."Excuse me," a hot voice remarked," I turned back around to view the beauties I had just been admiring. The short spunky one with the curly hair spoke. "Sasha was.