What he did was give my life back to me at the expense of Ron losing his, which is not the same thing at all, especially from Ron's point of view and ...or the people who loved Ron, like my sister Carol. Please don't cheapen Ron's sacrifice by rewording it out of existence. -- "Second, I have not thanked him for returning my life to me because I can't communicate with God, and even if I could, it's pretty obvious that He's not interested in chatting with individual people. He's interested in. I stopped what I was doing, she looked confused, I took her hand and moved her toward the bed, and I sat down on the bed with her standing in front of me. She turned around and I unzipped her red dress. Under it she wore a red little push up bra with matching red lacy panties and a garter holding up her black seamed thigh highs. She turned toward me, and sat across me straddling my legs with hers. I took her bra and opened the clasp in the front; let her breast out of their confinement. She had. "I think I blushed when I heard her say those words. "Did my mother just say that?"But I could see the pain on her face. She grunted and moaned as his large shaft stretched her."Big. Too big! It hurts," Mom cried. "Ooowww...can't take it all." You'll take it lady," Robert told her. "You'll take every inch of my cock in your ass." His thrusting began to increase in tempo and Mom's discomfort and pain soon turned to arousal. I saw her pushing back to meet in incoming thrusts, and grunting with. One might call it a mansion if they had never been in it before but it was much less luxurious than mansions typically are as my father was a frugal man. Of course with my own room it became easier to satisfy my urges but I always desired more. Something unexpected but definitely more came one day when I was simply doing my morning routine. I was on my way to the downstairs bathroom as all of my siblings shared the one nearest to my room and I enjoyed the peace and quiet…..if only for a little.