With a deep sigh, he gently closed his uncle’s eyes. He felt the presence of others but did not turn.“Lord, into thy hands I commend his soul and ...sk for Your Mercy, for we are all sinners,” he said, just like he’d done when his own father passed away six years earlier.“Amen,” the other men in the room chorused.Jonathan turned and saw several men in the room. The Elders Linnes and Foxworth were among them.“We grieve with you, Jonathan Hereward, for our trusted friend and brother. May he find. I followed and we soon were under the cool water, sand and salt running in patterns along the tub basin and into the drain.“So I’m kind of jealous,” Lara said suddenly. She wiped the water from her eyes and glanced at me.“Jealous?” I frowned. “Of what?”“Of you. Of Heather.” Lara studied her feet.I stood dumbfounded for a moment. “What are you talking about?”She shrugged. “I don’t know. It’s stupid.”My mind masticated the sudden whirl of thoughts going through my head, but nothing settled into. Seeing my clothes and my dad`s on the floor, she started removing hers as well. It was hot. Like so hot, the sexual tension in the room was enough to get me horny. My dad dropped his trousers and said to me:"Pli to souC pli to pa pou ggne dimal. [The more you gonna suck the less painful its going to be.]" "Okay, I`ll do my best" I replied. I took his cock which was a bit hard and started stroking it. My mom started kissing my dad. It felt good and hot to see my parents still in love and lust. I had to pry your lips from my cock to keep from cumming in that warm, beautiful mouth. Our favorite part was coming, that kiss, that exchange of tastes that made or bodies tremor with lust. Our moans met in the kiss to become one. The passion was triggered. Our hands and lips became a feeding frenzy of flesh. Somehow, you were thrown against the glass, your dress raised and the hard shaft, pushed into your core. "Ahhhhh!" you groaned. Your breath spread out in a fog along the glass. One hand.