That was the most normal part of the entire day. I was sure that when I last closed my eyes that I would not be waking up again. And, if I did wake up... I figured on it being Purgatory or Hell. I’m not sure either would be any worse than my actual experience.I was dying of complications from COVID-19 thanks to the Corona-virus. No one here knows anything about it (go figure). Hell, no one here knows about SARS, the Ebola epidemic in Africa, or a myriad of things I was very familiar with. Maybe. Oh, and the only piece of clothing between both of them was a tiny thong. "What the hell's going on here?" Dad said in a tone that was hard to gauge how angry he was. "Oh honey I'm glad you are here..." Started mom as she gave a quick account of what had happened. All the while my cock was in her hand and to my dismay, hadn't gone down -- especially as she shook it as she spoke to dad. Dad didn't really look at my cock. I realised then that as Mom told the story Dad didn't look that bothered. He was a product of his culture. He could not be expected to understand her thoughts, or how she felt caught between two worlds.The Overlord said nothing more as Amanda finished his chest and started on his legs. It did not take more than a few gentle touches along the insides of his thighs to swell his manhood, until it rose nearly to the surface of the water.Amanda cast a lingering, admiring gaze at it. It was in proportion to the rest of him: large, thick, and quivering with vitality despite. I found myself wanting more, oh fuck my cunt was horny & wanted whatever John could give me. He asked me breathing a little heavy now if i was ready to be in charge & on top. He didn't have to ask me twice, i was on top of him before he could settle on his back properly & i grabbed his hands with mine & placed them above his head while i kissed him & bit his lower lip as i moved my body up & down letting my pussy find the cock & being as wet & open i know i was now, i eased back as the cock.