.already, I knew what it felt like, to walk into an empty house. Little by little, my home began to feel like a prison...already, I was fighting the ...ghost of my memories.My daughter, or better yet, our daughter, had witnessed my wife's terrible disease to the bitter end. Three months prior, our daughter Amanda had walked down the aisle; she was a newlywed. It had been a blessing; my wife had been able to see her daughter walk down the aisle. When Amanda and Keith left for their honeymoon,. Please show me.”Now how could you refuse that? “Show me what you think I would like based on what you have seen” I told her. She leaned down and licked the head of my cock. I thought I would explode! She looked at me while she took my dick into her mouth. She slid it in about halfway and then she worked her tongue along the shaft and then she pulled it almost out of her mouth and then took it back in again and repeated this for a couple minutes. Then she licked all the way down the shaft and. " He reached for the remote, which lay on the bed beside Sam's naked thigh, then stopped. "You weren't using this for anything, were you?" Uh ... Dean?" What? You were?" He pulled his hand back and wiped it on his shirt."No," Sam told him, exasperated. "Could you just... ? I don't know. Maybe you could give me a minute [I]alone[/I]?" What for?" Dean asked, laughing. "Oh, you wanna finish. Well, that's okay. You won't bother me any."Sam stared at him in disbelief. "What?" he cried. "Dean, what. Deep in her fantasy, Barbara rubbed herself faster, she knew it would only be a few moments until she came. She brought back those memories, wishing that there was no need for the rubber, so she could feel his hot cum filling her pussy. She had felt juices oozing down her ass on that long-ago night, just as she did now. Tilting her pelvis, to feel him slide in deeper. His moans and grunts as he pumped her faster, working on his own impending orgasm.Barbara arched her back and moaned out loud,.