Some habits die hard.He watched every step of my catwalk stride back up the beach and I gave him every opportunity to do so. It was sleazy and gratuit...ously lurid - the salacious leering of an unapologetic douche bag, and I fucking loved it.You’re so vain, I bet you think this tit show is for you, don’t you, don’t you…Mum sat up when she heard my voice. I’d expected to be on the shitty end of one of her rants, but instead she just smiled at me and blinked through the sunlight.‘Those boys seemed. Standing in the warm spray, he was a bit shocked at the night's activities. Just thinking back at some of the images now seared into his mind was enough to arouse him, and he had to fight the urge to either take care of himself or rush back to the cabin for another round.He found Mae awake when he returned. She was sitting in the camp chair, looking over at Harriet's sleeping form. Neil waited patiently for her reaction. When she glanced over at him and smiled, he relaxed a bit."How are you. " I don't think, uh ... This isn't how we do it in Squinosha," Steve said slowly."Awww..." Lisa was giving him a hug. "You're so big and strong! You're not afraid of my little old mom, are you?" Well..." Steve chuckled and made a face. "Isn't every man afraid of his mother-in-law?" Then be different," Lisa kissed him on the cheek. "Break the mold. I'll give you a call when we're done shopping, okay?" Yeah, okay, ummm..." Steve looked at me and I just shrugged. I had no idea what was going. He preferred to go ahead and arterially embalm his "lovers" first; he would leave off the orifice plugs until after the "party" was over. Mark would also give her mouth, pussy and asshole a good cleansing and make her up to look and smell nice. After he was done telling me all these things I knew for certain that he'd been planning on his own little party before I suggested it. Most of you readers will think we were gross, making plans to fuck my dead wife. But you have to believe me when I say.