This did wonders for the emotion that had just begun to die down. They were both crying before they even came in the room, and if I had had any notion...of stopping crying, that was now thrown out the window.I hugged them both in the doorway to the room. I didn't even know what to say to them. What do you say to parents who have just lost their only child? What do you say to them when they look into their granddaughter's eyes and see their own daughter who they will never even talk to again? We. ‘Don’t tell me that was your first kiss.’ She shook her head. ‘No, I’ve kissed before, just not that intense. I really liked it.’ ‘So you’re feeling okay?’ She shrugged her shoulders. ‘I don’t know. I’ve never had that kind of thoughts that I have now, about… well, blowjobs and things, I always thought they were gross, and now… I feel so wrong about it.’ He groaned. ‘What’s wrong about it? I mean, life would be pretty boring for us men if you were the only one in this world wanting to give a. Otterley, the name I'd always wanted for my daughter, but that Ronnie had said "Over my dead body" to; Christine, my mother's name and by chance Ronnie's grandmothers name (I found out later that it was the Dragon's middle name as well); and of course Veronica after her mother.I looked over at Veronica and saw that she was sitting there smiling at me. She gestured towards her father who by then was snapping away like David Bailey."Sit on the bed with Veronica, John," the old fart ordered, so I. Jill was groaning around my cock when she started to spasm with the best orgasm she has ever experienced. She started to squirt all over Sam's face and Sam continued fucking her until Jill had to push her face away.Sam crawled up the bed over Jill's body and she started to kiss her mam, sharing my spunk and Jill's cum in a sloppy kiss. I moved to the bottom of the bed and pushed Sams Nighty over her hips. Her shaven cunt with its large swollen clit and full long lips where begging for my cock.