That and a good referral." But this place has got to be expensive. How can you afford it?" Elizabeth, I treat myself here about once a month, just to ...emind me of why I'm working so damned hard. I LIKE it here. It's usually desserts, like we're having, because I rarely have enough left over for a real dinner. Yes, the prices are high, but not outrageous. And the food is always wonderful."Just then their host (her words, not mine) returned carrying a tray full of food. Two coffee's, a small. Then a final sweep illuminated my friend Marty. We were all together again for our final trip. I felt a tear beginning to form in my eye. At least I wouldn't have to travel down this path alone. My old friends were with me once again for our journey to the hereafter.I managed to sit up, and as I sat there I became more circumspect about my situation. This didn't feel like what I expected death to be like. I moved the flashlight around and saw, illuminated in its beam, the entrance foyer of my. She sat up in bed, and slammed herself back down as her pleasure zone erupted into her mother's mouth. Sandy's finger was a blur and she was doing all she could do to drink the flow of cum exploding out of Kari's fuckhole. It was more than Sandy could handle and soon her face was covered. As Kari's orgasm climaxed, Sandy withdrew from between her legs and crawled up beside her daughter. They cuddled and Kari played with her mom's still hard nipples."Wow mom, that was unbelievable! I have never. I was dripping wet from her massive, body shaking orgasm. I moved higher, kissing her stomach again, licking her breasts and sucking her small, round nipples. Then I moved to her teenage mouth.I was kissing my step-daughter on the mouth, and then she said the words, "I want you to do it with me."I knew I was ready.Her next words stopped me cold."I've never done this. I'm a virgin," she said.I heard Kristina say, "Holy shit. That's fucking hot. A step-dad taking his step-daughter's v-card? I.