I knew he would come in me any second."Uh... Ah... Ah... Ah... God... Yes..."I felt the first hot spurt of his cum hit my cervix, then another. Wesley...was grunting as his ropes of cum filled my pussy. I loved the feel of his throbbing cock pumping his cum into me. He finally stopped pumping, he slowly pulled his cock out of my pussy. It plopped out with a wet sound. My pussy hole was left gaping open. Wesley rolled off me and lay on the bed next to me, catching his breath.I glanced at the time. .. Jackie ... on her bed ... like ... together..." Together..." I could still feel my sister's body against me, longing to feel her touch again. "Oh, Jackie..."I miss you, too, Penelope. It's why I want you to let yourself find me again."Find you? What do you mean? Remembering?"That's part of it, but not all ... You'll see..."Jackie?" I said after silence descended. "Jackie?"There was no response, and I saw that my daughter was looking at me again. It was an automatic response which found me. " He reminded her. "Bring the sword." Then he stepped jauntily into the dark wood and disappeared.Stefanie read the card aloud. "Alesandro. Life should be art. Art should be life." She hmphed, gathered her equipment and went home.The next day, Stefanie decided to forget the strange man and his offer but out of curiosity she Googled his name to find out if he was legitimate. To her surprise, he was indeed a real artist and a fairly famous one. She found pictures of his work—mostly incredibly. He thought he just didn’t have her imagination. He needed to stay in the realm of reality and feed off her fantasies. It was hearing her fantasies that turned Bill on. The mention of Taylor’s boyfriend prompted Bill to ask, “Do you think Ken is doing her?”Karen nibbled Bill’s ear and whispered, “If she is anything like I was at that age she is at least sucking his cock.”Bill was well aware that his wife was sexually active at a young age and had been with a number of men before he asked her to.