Jessica continued, "Yes, any woman, even those of us who have not been enlightened enough to join us here. But you will start with us. But don't wor...ry. We are not cruel. Or at least, not without purpose. We can provide pleasure as well as pain." Jessica nodded to the women below. Stewart gasped again as he felt the shears move away from his testicles at the same time as four warm hands, well lubricated, slid down the length of his penis, from the tip to the base and back again. It. You loved her just as much, if not more than your wife. It wasn’t your fault your daughter died. And it’s not your fault that your wife couldn’t face life anymore. Please don’t blame yourself or think that you are alone. I am here if you need me,’ I said, still crying. He looked at me with tears running down his face. He told me something that I will never forget. ‘I wasn’t blaming myself. I know it’s not my fault. She couldn’t face life because I didn’t love her anymore. I haven’t for years.. It was hard to believe that was his first time doing it, because Ed didn’t hesitate even a second to cover my cum-soaked labia with his mouth. He hungrily sucked me and swallowed our combined juices.Then Bill said, “She’s clean enough for now, Ed, but you need to clean me up. Help Maggie stand up, and then get on your knees in front of me.”Ed helped me get up off of his face and Bill’s thighs and turned around on his knees. Then with no hesitation he took Bill’s slimy cock into his mouth and. Competition was good for their souls.As I said there was that certain tension between them, so my mother started off slow. I'm sure looking down at someone she didn't like smiling as she made love to her was off setting. Might have been offsetting to mom, but not to me. "Come on mom, get your back into it. Make our little Janey cum, kiss those tits, love that woman.", Jane for her part, was wallowing in mom's servitude. She was not helping, just laying inert letting my mom slobber over her.