The fact that I WAS a slut notwithstanding, I just didn?t want to looklike one. But I still kept going back to my family. How could I do this tothem?B...oth of my parents are only children and both set of my grandparents aredead so all that they have is each other. And now with all of that theyhave a son who?s really their daughter. It was the one hurdle I needed tojump and I?d be home free. But what a huge hurdle it was.Around 1pm Friday afternoon, Veronica and I had just gotten back fromlunch. I gasped at the jolt of pleasure as he targeted and aggressively cuddled my plump clit. My hips joined in with his stroking rhythm as he played my lonely, neglected little cunt, giving it some much deserved attention. My own fingers were busy clutching the length of his wonderful hard-on. It had been awhile but like the saying goes, it was like riding a bicycle. But still, I was amazed that I was stroking a hard dick and that I was on a brink of having sex with someone. Brian was heavy,. After what seemed to be forever, she said, "Do you like to feel that material on your penis?" I told her I did, and she moved a bit closer. "Did you want to do this earlier on the slip I'm wearing?" I nodded, and she untied the belt holding her robe closed. She took the robe off, and stood before me in her slip, barefoot. "Give me that slip you are holding," she said quietly. I handed it to her, and watched as she removed the black full slip. Her nipples were fully erect, and for the first. And that was the last thing you see as the darkness engulf you.Well... It wasn't a bad way to die......You heard a sound...A sound of horse and carriage?You slowly opened your eyes. The first you see is fog, a thickass fog. You barely can see anything farther than 10 meters from you. You realized you are now sitting on a carriage."Hey you! You are finally awake!" you noticed that someone is sitting across you, an elderly man with perfectly white hair. He is wearing a robe that looks like it was.