"I like it slow..." he moaned. Alexa felt his hot cock twitch in her hand. "You're ready to cum, aren't you? You'd like to hoot your load all over a g...irls face and tits wouldn't you? Most girls don't like that, but I love it. I love the feel when a guy spurts hot cum all over me..." He twitched again, and Alexa gently pinched the tip of his cock. "Not yet! Let's see what we can do..." She picked up one of his girly magazines, and started flicking through the pages that weren't stuck together.. We had lunch and then got ready to go over to the funeral parlor. Robin and Roberta picked out a marble container for the ashes. The body itself had already been cremated. There would be an after-funeral get together at a local restaurant. One that George had frequented. This was to be held soon after the service.Robin asked for the use of a small conference room that he and the attorney could use immediately following the service while the people were going over to the restaurant. He informed. I knew just where I wanted to sleep and I hoped Lindie felt the same way.As always, mom continued to show she had the expertise and of course the know-it-all ability down pat. When I got back to the kitchen after my quick change, there were our two large carry-coolers sitting on top of the kitchen counter. Very newly washed and cleaned. How on earth did she get that done in the couple of minutes I'd been upstairs."Why on earth would we need that much space just for lunch?" I thought to. I smiled. ‘For what?’ She looked up smiling. ‘When I begged you to fuck me, I would have gladly spread my legs for you and let you pin me to the wall like a notice on a bulletin board, protection or not. Thankfully you were thinking, when I wasn’t.’ ‘Well I’m glad that I was able to think in the heat of the moment, because it took all my willpower not to pin you to the wall just now.’ ‘Want to pin me to the mattress one more time before we go?’ She smiled. We dried off quickly making our way.