The funeral was held the next Sunday in the evening, after we all worked the half, and there were several hundred men who held themselves as a friend ...of Bull’s, and they all had a word or two for me. I paid attention to it all, remembering their faces and words (and names.)The dining table was even now a formidable piece of furniture, although it was much reduced in circumstance. The only thing he had left from his former life in his Country of origin, all the leaves were missing, and it bore. As the last rope of cum shot deep into her I collapsed on top of her and laid there thinking about how good this felt. Gary and the blonde must have done the same thing at the same time. I got up and pulled my semi hard cock from the red heads pussy. Cum covered her red bush and it was dripping from her gaping cunt. "That was a good orgasim, you did good k**do, I needed that. I want to fuck me again when you are ready." The red head said as she sat up. "Damn, I knew that you had a big load. Surgical steel safety pins, shirts with punk rock band logos, and lots of studded and spiked collars and bracelets. I even put one jokingly around Linda’s neck with 1” spikes, and she said no way unless I wanted to kill her.“What do you mean babe? It’s not that tight, and it’s kind of cute.”“Oh come on, I’m a Valley Girl. You know how easily we get confused.” She then broke into Valspeak, shrugged her shoulders and bobbed her head back and forth going “Why, I don’t know! What do you want to. I pushed her legs together to get as much friction as I could before grabbing the handles on the See Doo with both hands. The weight of my entire body slammed into her pussy over and over. I couldn’t tell if her squeaks were pain or pleasure until she whispered how she hadn’t been fucked so good. I was trying to make it quick in fear of getting caught the thought of squirting hot cum all over her face seemed to help things along. Her deep moans started again, faster and harder until her body.