The vibrations of his groan tingled through her bosom. They were deep in the endless loop now, each receiving and sending to the other, more magical t...an Marconi’s waves, bouncing off the private atmosphere of their bedroom. Their noises, not only vocal but skin on skin, bodies on sheets, ricocheted gently around the room. They were not lost, except, perhaps, in one other. Sondra handled Lionel like a blind woman reading Braille, groping at the rigid ridge and the subtle texture of his veins. " Thanks dear. I-I don't know how to thank you for going through all you've been through last week... you know for Phase One .. sleeping with all those strange black men Dr. Beatmen sent over s-so I could suck ..." Orally extract honey." Oh, I-I'm sorry, orally extract the sex fluids from y-your vagina"."Honey, I persevered for you. There's no need to thank me, it was my duty to do it for you." She smiled with a smirk as she kissed him on the cheek. "Now honey, remember to keep your lips. ..Actually, this made it easier to accept what she and Randy had done that one night. She loved Randy and felt closer to him during and afterward, just as Sandy must have felt.Now here they were, Mom naked (and sick) and Randy soaked in PJs washing her in the shower. She turned towards him and hugged him, wet pajamas and all.“I love you, mom.” He said.“I love you too, my son.” She said weakly.He helped her get out of the shower, but he had to stay in it as he was soaking wet and dripping in his. ‘I really love you!’ she said. ‘That…that was incredible! What about you?’ ‘I’m still here,’ Ted replied, smiling. ‘Lay back,’ she told him, ‘it’s my turn.’ Ted rolled on his back and Lori began to make love to him. She kissed and licked his nipples until they stood out like tiny fingers on his chest, then her lips moved down his body, toward his towering shaft. She cupped the swollen wand and began stroking it. ‘You…you’d better be careful!’ Ted said, his voice filled with urgency, ‘I’m really.