She knew and her mother knew that her father was deeply sedated. That he would never waken. That he would never see her again. And yet she was taking ...his time when time was now so short. She felt a flash of irritation. Why were old people so STUBBORN?Having at last adjusted her (now dreadfully out-of-date) hat her mother was finally ready. Sally took her by the arm, helped support her arthritically painful walk, and guided her out of the house, locking the door behind her. She eased her mother. "Melanie, wake up!" Hmmm? What? Huh?" Melanie reluctantly opened her eyes. "What?" I just hit a pothole!" Huh? Oh!" My wife sat up in bed and turned on the light. She yawned as she stared at the clock. "Well, we'd be getting up in another hour anyway. How do you feel?" Okay, I guess..." I tested for a few moments. "Everything seems to be still here. I haven't lost anything." Well, that's good. Come! You can think us up some breakfast!"Melanie and I chatted as we ate. By 5 AM, it was obvious. To add to her view, I said I was still a little unsteady and would she put both hands on me to support me.She then placed both hands on my ass and this brought her face about 12 inches from my hard and I was sure, visible cock under my wide gapping shorts.I looked down for a moment with my arms stretched up and saw her staring up at my cock only inches from her face.That of course made me harder. My fantasy was more than coming true!!.I figured I had better not go to far so I finally put the. John didn't care if her brother Dale was around, or even watched as he too was getting blow jobs from his sister. So it appeared that no one except Carla would get any Friday night sex.Saturday would be different. When Jill found out that her parents were going to visit Aunt Netty she conspired with her brother and came up with excuses why they needed to stay home. Dale and Jill had gone beyond just having sex together. They had become lovers, doing everything but actual intercourse. That was.