They had invented recyclers that could recapture damn near anything, but water had not been included in the supplies in very great quantities because ...t was thought that it would be plentiful at our destination. Now, stranded in space, we had our own water supply. Mind you, the water from that little bit of a comet has long since been melted down, but the recyclers now reclaim it from the air, from the sewage, and from the bodies of the deceased. Still, we lose about a cup a decade, but not to. " I guess that's about the time you walked in." He suddenly seemed to remember where he was and what he was doing. He stopped stroking and his voice took on a pleading tone. "I know it's no excuse, but we just got carried away. I never meant to do anything to hurt you or your family."I was close to cumming and honestly didn't know what to say. 'Right' and 'wrong' were the last things on my mind. Looking down, he reached out and placed his hand over mine. "Let me make it up to you, Paul. We can. I have to tell you, I’m a little intimidated. Living up to your legacy will be hard. Dean showed us your wedding album, and told me he wanted me in a dress as close to yours as I could come, regardless of the cost. I’ve showed it to a few seamstresses, and they’ve all refused, saying they didn’t have the skill to do it justice. He’s having a hard time finding a suit like your husband wore. I’m thinking we may have to go more modern. It will break his heart, but we have to face facts.”Both girls. He sat with his legs spread as I was sure he liked to flaunt that cock of his. Then he said for me to get naked and relax with him. It was comfy to not have clothes on. I am not sure why, but I stood and stripped anked in front of him. He told me to sit next to him. i sat beside him and he rubbed my neck and shoulders. I closed my eyes as this felt so good and relaxing. Soon I felt his hands rub just above my tits which felt even better. Then he rubbed the tops of my tits and between each one..