Our children will never meet, or families will be strangers. There will never be a chance to watch your hair grow back. I can’t ever remind you how... beautiful you are, even when you’re bald and too thin. I promised I’d remember you like to be kissed gently, with a nibble at the end. Tears burn my eyes as I grieve for the lost chance to wake up next to you. I still want to hold your hand everywhere, at home, in public, during sex and while we sleep. I have so many questions that will have to. We three just clicked the moment we met the day I moved in; though the food, the music and wine helped in their awesome, renovated Southern home, when they invited me for a "sleep-over", as my electricity hadn't been turned on yet.That first night in their bed was like a fantasy, that I'd never imagined, come true. Their intensity grew from a kernel of Eros, stirred with warm breath on the ear only to evolve into a dropping, sliding kiss...running down the length of her sighing neck. For that. Barnam looked as if he agreed as well.Mr. Barnam skipped removing his pants and simply undid his zipper and pulled out his cock. It stood at 8 or 9 inches and incredibly thick making Chris's look small at 6 inches and average thickness. He continued to toy with Chris by sliding his throbbing cock up and down between his ass cheeks. I glanced a look at Chris's reflection and saw that his face showed fear.As well as a slight bit of pleasure each time Mr. Barnam's head brushed his ass holeI rubbed. His strong hand probed around Marcia’s wetness and he slid his finger into her. He pulled it out and Marcia stuck her ass out a little further. She felt his thick cock as it slid around her hot pussy. Around and around it slid, it slid over her clit and she moaned with pleasure. She reached back behind her and lightly grabbed his balls. They were large and heavy and Marcia gently began to rub and knead them. With no warning he slammed deep inside Marcia. He was long and thick and he easily.