He was no longer paralysed emotionally. There is a process in grieving, which varies enormously in length and which some people never complete, but un...less the process is completed, a person is never really whole again. He'd lived for over a year with the grief locked away, now he was able to experience it and let become a part of his history.At the same time, he thought about Natalie — Browneyes as he increasingly thought of her. The memory of her eyes and the compassion and understanding in. A drop hung at the corner of her mouth. I began to pull my fingers away, but she pushed back further."Finger me, Dad," she whispered her plea. "Don't stop now."With one hand I pumped her oozing pussy. With the other, I stroked my cock. I felt longer and larger than ever before. Normally, I'm limp immediately after an orgasm, but this new craziness had me rock solid.Heather rocked back and forth on my fingers. I tickled her asshole with my thumb. She responded with a sudden intake of breath.Sam. “I feel you looking,” Talia said, her voice joyous. “Continue doing so, if you like, but don’t place a single drop of your blood anywhere but where I told you to.” He did his best not to look, but couldn’t keep thoughts of Talia’s ass out of his mind. He remembered in vivid detail how pleasurable it had been to be inside her. The taste of his own seed as it had leaked out of her and into his mouth filled his senses, and in an instant, Seraph realized that he wasn’t thinking these thoughts by. As soon as they entered the cell they could see the cum on the floor below the tied couple. "Damn, Giovanni, look at that, the boy came in his mother's cunt and it dripped all over the floor. He either cums like a horse or they did it more than once. Get some good photos of that."Laughing, Giovanni brought his camera out and took pictures of the embarrassed couple. Then he untied them.Amanda gasped as she lifted off of her son's cock and his cum streamed out of her pussy and dripped to the pool.