Our mom had been working the late shift (she's a waitress) and typically gets home at 1am or so. I was trying to decide if I should say something when...Ellie spoke. "I need covers," she said. I lifted up the comforter and she snuggled up against me . . . her back to my chest. She smelled amazing! She got some new bath stuff for Christmas and had taken a long bath tonight before bed. She was wiggling to get closer to me and her tush was right. "You guys will kill me," I whimpered."Coward," giggled my sister.They double teamed me, sucking me to a full hard. Then Frankie said "As of ten minutes ago, I was sixteen years old, Tut. Wish me happy birthday!" Happy birthday," I panted. "Sweet sixteen and been kissed a lot!" I grinned.Calmly, she stood up, climbed on the bed like it was a couple of steps, and straddled my hips."Sweet sixteen and never been fucked," she said, her face completely serious. "Guess what I want for my birthday,. Both finished, they fall together and kiss. Then Donald moves down to Emma’s pussy to help clean her some. As his tongue and lips suck all her juices, and then his dripping from her, mixed with hers, it is the best appetizer he could ever have. Emma purrs with satisfaction as he does. She is like a well-pleasured cat right now as she stretches and arches.They come out of the revelry and notice the time. They quickly shower and get ready. Emma in an elegant deep cut cream dress which shows. That was so unlike her; She never did anything like that. On the other hand, She was dead and there was no disputing that.Where was She? She obviously wasn't in heaven or hell. She had no form or feeling, but She could see and hear. Could She talk, touch or smell? She floated over to the nearest cop and as She neared him he threw out an arm to point at something and it passed through the space She occupied - She didn't feel a thing and apparently, neither did he. She moved until they were.