It wouldn't be long as B would disconnect from the link shortly, presuming that A's death and the arrival of his minds at wherever they'd arrived at d...dn't change the timing. We (I can write "we" because my minds are still in the link somewhere) spent the last few seconds discussing what to do next under a few obvious scenarios:If A's minds allocated 100/0, 50/50 or some other proportion.If we déjà vu'd with each other again or not.For example, a 50/50 split would leave 96 minds in each body,. I wasn’t surprised my grandmother was there. She was the matriarch of the family, and still wielded a lot of power. What did surprise me was that Tabby was there. At only fifteen, I was amazed they’d even consider letting her take part in the conversation, much less the project.I went to my room, stripped to my shorts, and lay down to read a comic book. Nobody came, either to tell me what they’d decided, or to put an ice pick quietly through my temple.Eventually, I fell asleep.The next day was. "Oh Tyson. Oh baby!" she screamed, in pain or in pleasure, I wasn't sure, but she didn't stop. Renee leaned forward to kiss him continuing her own rocking action, more eager now. His hands were still wrapped around her ass and she drove herself down upon him, giving little gasps in time with her hip movements. I saw her look down, to see his black rod as it entered her. I followed her gaze. I could still see about 4 inches of shaft outside of her. I watched as she thrust forward on him urging. Ohhhhh. don't stop!!!" Ash, uhhhhhh fuck me"... Our love was hot... we were soooooo wet... our juice flowing, grinding... making love... with each other... our mounds together.... inn... out... in... outtttt, our clits fucked by each other's hot love. We needed it so much... "Fuckkkkkk... it feels goooood, don't stop Ashhhhh donnttt stopppppp!" We were pulling each other deep into our pussies, bouncing on each other out of control. Wanton.Deep within me my pleasure was building, deep within I.