After a few more shots, I fell into a restless and troubled slumber. I dreamt of her, her hair as white as the snow which covered her grave. Her smile... always warm and welcoming, the look she always had in her brown eyes, a look of knowing things which others did not, and sometimes, she did. Her voice and her scent haunted me, I wondered if I had done right by her. Would she have liked the funeral? Was the minister the one she would have picked? What about the flowers, the music, her funeral. His pace gradually hastened until his hips were furiously pumping. The room was full of sounds of skin slapping skin, wet pussy.Feeling his cum bubbling he drove harder into her until he shot his load into her cunt.Wayne sat on the floor resting his back against the wall watching, turned on by the rise and fall of Terry’s buttocks as he drove into Janice’s limp body.Soon after Terry had finished with Janice three more men arrived, all work colleagues of Janice and Wayne. They quickly stripped. More

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