While I might not have shared Jane’s physical connection with our babies, my emotional loss was still devastating. I had no words for her, because I...felt the same way, but I knew that I had to be strong for Jane or else I might lose her, also.“I wish I could tell you, Jane. All that I can say is that we have to somehow find the strength to carry on, for each other, for Margaret, and for our future children.”Jane looked at me in shock. She hadn’t even processed the idea of losing another baby,. She went off to find Gramps and my cousin Amy took her place. Amy was what you'd call "pleasingly plump" with soft pillowy boobs topped by pale pink areolas, a pudgy belly, and pussy whose outer folds couldn't conceal its inner lips, which protruded about an inch. Her eyes were an arresting shade of blue, matching the sapphire earrings she wore, and she kept her dark hair cut short. We hugged each other and settled into a prolonged kissing session. As I pinched her pussy lips and she tickled. ”“What now?” Becky gasped.“Second thoughts?” Steph asked.“No Aunty, but my knickers just got wetter.”“Oh and Aunty, can I use my vibrator afterwards?”“No problem Becky, if you think you will be able to use it whilst crying.”“Stop it Aunty, I’ll have an orgasm if you keep on.”Becky went to her bedroom to get her vibrator. When she got back downstairs Steph and Becky heard what was clearly a spanking taking place in the kitchen. They walked in to see Mark struggling as Grandma spanked his bare. I was geting aroused by the noises and knowing that one man was giving another head. i had to look over the stall wall and i knew they knew i was listening,my cock was rock hard i wanted to see what size cock the man sucking was gaging on.i slowly peaked over the wall,it was obvious that one guy was a very well built muscular white guy,geting his long cock sucked by another big black guy,watching the black guy deep.