He’s going to have dinner with us!” Claire asked. Her daughter got up off the couch and slid between me and the coffee table, her denim clad pussy...mere inches from my face. While her daughter prepared the table and took over the cooking chores, Claire and I caught up on old times, with both of us relating the gory details of failed marriages and successful careers.Presently, Rissa, as she preferred being called, brought out wine glasses and a sassy Gewurztraminer from a nearby Finger Lakes. I knew. I knew because I had already lived my life for the next twenty-five years and remembered all of it.”“Dreams can be a powerful thing,” Janna said. “It is certainly possible that you retained memories of what happened and projected your life ahead of you.”“It wasn’t a dream. I’d lived through twenty-five years, raised my daughter, and divorced my husband. I got in my little Prius and drove from Fargo, North Dakota to the Southern California Coast and, later that night, in another drug. I shot off once more and slowly pulled my hand out of Marie’s pussy. Joyce made her entrance just as we finished. Wasn’t any need to hide what we had been doing, she had no Idea that her mother had just been ravaged by a huge black dick. Marie stood dropped her dress over her head and gingerly walked back to the house. Leaving Joyce there to complain about being on her period and Marie having all the fun. I shut Joyce up with a kiss reeking of her mother’s pussy juice combined with JL’s and my. Jim won the next hand, the girls stood up and said ok Jim, choose one of us, now the rules are simple, what happens on your prize is to be kept to yourself, your not to tell any one, or the presents will stop, ok, we all shook our heads yes, in totally disbelief, he stood up and choose Amanda, so she took his hand and took him into the bedroom, Pam said ok boys, go ahead and play another hand, hell be a bit, so we started to deal another hand, Pam stood there watching us, we were all to.