From the long legs showing past her hospital gown and a robe, she looked taller than Missy, too. Finally, I muttered, ‘Hello, Shawna. How are you?�... ‘Alive, thanks to Missy.’ she answered. ‘How… how the hell did you know that was her nickname?’ What was this? ‘You’re going to think I’m batshit crazy,’ she answered. ‘I’m not entirely sure I’m not. But, she told me so herself, Hank. Your wife has been visiting me in my dreams, ever since the surgery. She asked me to come to you.’ ‘That does sound. ..” I give you several earth-shaking orgasms, as your hands clamp down hard on my head, trying to force my entire face up inside your womb. Oh yes, baby, this is what daddy wants to do to you! You need to catch your breath, so I release you just long enough for me turn around in bed. I roll you toward me onto your side. I lift your upper leg and again start kissing your wet, fragrant pussy, even as I bring my hips forward and feel my erection poke into your face. I reach around and grasp your. He was slowly pressing her right boob with his hand and now I wanted to touch her. So I gathered courage and as I was sitting on the left side..I went for her left boob. As soon as I touched it I noticed that her nipples had very hard. She didn’t hesitate and was acting like she was watching the movie. Now I was slowly caressing her left boob and pinching her nipples softly. Mehul saw me doing this and we both knew what we were doing to her. Whenever a bright scene appeared on the screen I. " I looked down at my skirt and in an instant she understoodand her grin returned."Why MISS Melissa!" She began with a faux southern accent, "Have yousuccombed to my wicked charms?" And she pressed into me, her free handpressing through layers of frills until her had rested upon my prison.She looked up at me in surprise."What is that?!" she whispered looking at me intently, with more than justidle interest clear in her voice."It's my cage" I whispered back, my blush returning and my.