“Welcome home son”. I ran to my dad, and throwing my arms around him, started sobbing. He gave me a few minutes to get it all out, then told me �...cowboy up” Ya, lol, we say that a lot. Everyone is gathered in the great room now, just calmly sitting around. Dustin starts with, “We're still trying to maybe link the dreams to the three times you actually died on the table Matthew. You think you can remember any traumatic events in the dreams—that maybe would interpret the real world of you dying”?. Tara noticed, laughing, “Well, somebody likes the idea!” She reached out for it. I was a goner.We fucked on the beach. Damn, it was good. I felt thirty years younger and she obviously had a good time. Those titties were a delightful hand and mouthful.She even got me hard again for a long screw with a weak cum shot before we went back to the house.After she saw me return from church the next day, she texted me for one more go at her pussy. Would I say no to an offer like that? We fucked out on. His fingers pushing hard at her pussy, so hard the material of her pantyhose was getting driven right up into the folds of her sex. She began to whimper as his finger made its way into her entrance and she felt his digit start to violate her most private spot.“Damn I would so like to fuck you right now cunt! To just rip a hole in that pantyhose and sink my cock into your quivering cunt. All while you scream uselessly, thru all that tape we done wrapped your adorable mouth in. And ya cunt…your. My eyes were bucked wide as Doug repeated his movements time after time, I could see my toes as they opened and closed as if gripping on to some unseen passage. After numerous repetitions of his previous movement, Doug lowered his lips to my gasping parted lips and kissed them gently. Softly Doug muttered 'see this is how good pussy should be treated. Damn your ass feel like a velvet glove clutching my dick'. I could feel my anal muscle gripping Doug's massive cock shaft, as his cock head.