As he approached her casket, he peered inside and saw her laying there, brunette hair brushed out of her face and flowing off to the side, her face pi...nk and semi life-like, and her eyes gently closed. Her hands were folded across her breast and she looked so peaceful to him. He hadn’t really been to many funerals in his life (two that he could think of, though he was very young in both cases as one was his great-grandmother and the other was an uncle who died when he was 5 in a car wreck), but. She slowly drew the tee-shirt up and off. Her large, no…massive, breasts hung with a little sag and jiggled mildly. Syd watched Frieda’s large, no…massive, hands approach his cock. Syd remembered the near painful muscle compressions and thought of the sensations Frieda’s hands might give him. Syd quickly covered his flaccid cock with his hands and said ‘I not really feeling it. The massage was great but has left me tired and drained. I would prefer to skip any more activity. I need to get to. He didn't have any underwear on. His ass was as rock-hard as the rest of him. I stretchedas far as I could and trailed a finger down his crack. My arm wasn't long enough to find his hole butthe sweat in the crack was neat to feel as my fingers worked themselves up and down the deepcavern.In no time he had me ready to come."Honey please, I don't want to come yet." I knew from personal experience that after I come I tend tolose my submissive-girl frame of mind.He backed off and pulled me on top. Aunty – beta tum toh bade ho gaye ho.Me – yeh sunke main thoda sharma gaya.Itne me mera lund aur khada ho gaya. Bilkul 90 degree. Abhi likhte waqt bhi aunty ki yaad me khada hi ho rha hai.Aunty – beta yeh toh kaafi bada hai. Tumhe uncle ka toh bohat chota hai.After said she started giving smile and started touching and checking my dick.Aunty – beta yeh toh mere chune se aur bada hota ja rha hai.Me – haanji auntyAunty – tumne kabhi sex nhi kiya kya?Me – kyun aunty?Aunty – dekhkar lag rha haiThen.