Last night was amazing as well, what I can remember of it. It is all kind of fuzzy.”“Bret, it will all come back to you in time. I can help you.�...�“I’m glad you can, Natasha,” I said as I kissed her on the cheek. “Bret, I want you to have an open mind for what I am about to tell you.”I looked at her with a puzzled look on my face but nodded my agreement. “Go ahead, Natasha. I’m listening.”“I am here because of you. I AM the woman in your dreams. You were my husband many years ago. After you. As he pulls out I can see all her spit stretching between her lips and his cock. She looks up at me with that same glint in the eye as her picture message earlier.Rising from her knees after having her face fucked I feel her come close to me and she pushes herself against me. I feel the cold of the key to my device that hangs from a necklace against my shoulder. "I think I deserve to feel that cock inside my pussy now" she whispers softly into my left ear. I let out a whimper of protest, but. “Since this is a special occasion will the groom stand up and go to the stage please,” he got up and walked over to the stage and I instantly got wet cause I did not see him before he left and he was looking good.I turned on “You” and walked out of the room and walked up toward the stage and opened the curtain I walked him to the cross looking him up and down then pushed him back and started hooking him up. Because the cross was already high I had to use the bench to get his wrists. While I was. This was not helping at all there I was standing in the middle of the living room with no top on and my Mother In Law on her knees rubbing frantically at my trousers. I was starting to become hard and trying to pull away but she was adamant that she was going to clean them. It was obvious at my excitement as she brushed over my cock with the dish cloth which I became very embarrassed about. In the end it was clear that the stain was not coming out so she told me to take my trousers off which I.