“Tattie, did you do everything you could? Everything you knew to do? Everything you were advised to do by knowledgeable experts?”“I must not hav...e...”“Why? Because he’s dead?”“Yeah, I’d say my child dying is evidence I didn’t do everything I could!”Carol sighed.“Answer the question for me, then. If I was in your place and you in mine, did I do all that I could? If your arguments were coming out of my mouth, what would you say to me?”They sat in silence for a few moments.“Carol, I’d tell you no. ... with the two of us in this embrace, I could feel his male hardness return beneath me, and its gentle pressure on my underside began to make me tingle again, memories of joining with my mate coming back to me. How we had loved that pleasure, the joy of our togetherness! With those good memories strong inside, I naturally began to rub myself against the hard shaft beneath me... ... in fact ... it felt like ... she almost seemed to be deliberately rubbing her skin against me. What.... Ken was funny and I was enjoying their company. With the game over, the three of us went out to their pickup truck. Pete reached in the back of the pickup and lifted the gas can. "Yea, there's a couple gallons left, that should get you to a gas station." We all got into the truck and drove the short distance to my car. Pete poured all the gas from the can into my car and said, "Let's see if it'll start". I got in and turned the key. It cranked over longer than usual and I was starting to. I lay on the bed with Leon still on top of me. His hard cock remained in me. My mind was going one hundred miles a minute as my head was twirling from my orgasm. Once I started regaining my composure, I realized Leon never finished.Looking at him in a panic, I asked him why he didn't finish. "Did I do something wrong?" I asked him.He smiled at me, and in a calm voice, he whispered, "Oh no, baby, you were wonderful. We're just not done yet."He rolled off me and lay next to me on the bed. "I.