This was different, she was shaved bald. “Oh, Honey, please eat me,” she moaned. Her bald pussy was so very soft; I could only imagine how it loo...ed. Moving my tongue up and down her slit, she screamed the moment my tongue entered her and touched her clit. “Oh, God that feels so good, please lick my juices clean.” Her intense passion was turning me on. Keeping her pussy in my face she moved her body around and took my dick into her mouth. If the blowjob was not so incredible I would not been. Granted, we had only bit parts in the live sex show, but we were involved. We had both held his cock when Carol was sucking it. We had both rubbed parts of his body and played with his balls. I had even licked his balls.Now, if Dad could just work past that and not get all concerned about our parts, then we should be fine. That thought somehow connected my mind to the photo that I’m sure I saw, of which I have a memory of Mom showing me when I was in a haze of wonder caused by my getting to be. I had vague memories of a dream, or was it a nightmare, but the feeling of wellness had apparently been accurate. I felt as though I could jump up and run a marathon. And I still had an awareness of the White Place and another very distant presence. Was it really Jo? If so, did that mean she was still alive?I opened my eyes and turned my head to look around. I was in a private room and it didn’t look like my local Mountview Hospital. I could see daylight through the half-shuttered blind, so it. After what seemed like forever, you pulled out of my mouth, and before I could scream for help you gagged me with some cloth and a scarf, telling me you didn't want to "disturb your neighbors" with the screaming I was about to do when you shoved that big cock into my little pussy and started to fuck me, and that is just what you did, you shoved so hard I bounced on the bed, you then put me on my knees with my little ass up in the air and my head down on the bed, you then stood behind me.