. manlyto me." Oh I am...and he does, but... I'm totally bi. Thorne told you how we metright?" I nod and she giggles. "Well I really did have a thing ...or herthen... still do if I'm honest." Really?" I gasp. "B.. but you're engaged to her brother!"She laughs. "Seriously sweetie, you know they're not the most normal offamilies... just think of being double teamed by them... oh.. so hot!"She sighs. "She'd never go for it of course, but a slut can dream right?"I'm blushing bright red by now, though. He had noted that she loved them. He mentally put down to take lots of small boxes of the shriveled fruit on board the schooner as they sailed away from the mainland.On the flight, both fell asleep as soon as the plane was in the air. Emma used Tim's wool lined bomber jacket as a pillow while Tim's head found her breast as his pillow. The flight attendants thought it was a cute scene so they made sure that they wouldn't be disturbed on the entire flight.Emma opened her eyes to see the plane was. But then at the grave side, when it was finally finished, and the casket lowered into the ground, as was Uncle Mike’s wish, she was suddenly lost, almost unhinged by a sense of loss and loneliness. Not knowing what to do, where to turn, what was next. The feeling was overwhelming. He was there, he saw and he knew. The next thing that Ruth Ann knew was that Cyrus was standing in front of her, and to the surprise of many of the by standers, who were all concerned for Ruth, when they saw her. I could tell from the tone of her physique, that she took care of her body. Her smoothly shaven pussy glistened with her juices and a white trail of my cum glistened through the length of her slit. I could see her swollen clit peep from its pretty nest. Her aroma was intoxicating. I inhaled deeply taking her in like a drug. A whiff of my cum lingered in her fragrance. It served only to drive my hunger. I ventured a taste. Dredging my tongue through her cummy slit, I drank her ambrosia. Janie.