I even remembered Roger and my wedding as well as giving birth to the children. My parents, (my real parents!) were still alive and as a bonus, they w...re younger than they had been the last time I had seen them. My siblings were all there still, having never died. It seemed that Santa had given me a great gift. I had my family back, I had a loving husband and I had two darling children that I loved with all my heart. I sat back down on the bed and swept the kids into my arms and started crying. Waiting for me.I press my lips ever so gently on your neck, right above the vein. Can feel your pulse quickening, jumping like a live wire, you pull me even closer.I sigh, knowing that I'm the only only one that can free you, make the lust overcome you, overflow and drown you. You need me to help you release. I want it as well. I want you to overpower me, but not yet. Not yet.I kiss your neck again, pressing my lips harder, lingering, feeling you shudder, your whole body wanting to react. If you want to play with your big fat cock either lock your door or do it in the shower. Is that better, dear?" she mockingly says."ewe, don't be gross mom" you tell her.You get in the shower and decide to finish jerking off to Kresheshie women, but now you start thinking of your mom too. "damn it, why the fuck did she have to talk about my cock?" you ask yourself. You have to admit your mom is attractive, you really don't want to think of her like that, but as you stroke your soapy cock you. ”Ben the barman brought a glass of water over to her, getting a closer look at her still spread pussy as he approached her.“Thanks mate.” Jason said then he lifted her head and let her have a sip.Meanwhile Jason could hear the men talking, mainly about the ‘lucky bastards’ that got to use the bottle on Eva. Jason lowed Eva’s head and left her to rest. He went to the bar and discovered that Ben the barman had given him a fresh beer.They talked and Jason discovered that Eva’s aunt Betty sometimes.