Sam was in intensive care. Tiffany got in as his wife and I had to be his sister. Sam was unconscious. We looked in his mind and found it dimming more...than usual. Tiffany and I said nothing verbally but we were crying inside and out.Tiffany's thoughts were jumbled more than usual and it wasn't just from grief. She was carrying Sam's child.Sam could sense we were here because his disjointed thoughts were about the two of us. This explained how I had seen images of him holding a baby that could. "After five." Tim will be home soon. I better start preparing dinner."I walked Rose to the door and couldn't help checking her ass. She turned and asked if I would do her a favor.I could see two small bumps in Rose's sweater. They were low down on her chest. "Sure. Anything," I said, looking at Roses nipples."Come to dinner tonight. Tell Tim you have reconsidered and would like to take him up on his offer." Rose covered my crotch with her hand. "Please," she said softly.As Rose walked away, my. Slowly rocking forward and back, up into her, then back. Straight into her eyes."Tim, oh Tim. I love you Tim. Keep loving me. Forever. Please. OOH. Forever."I looked into her eyes. I gave her my body. Then I gave her my seed. Then I gave her my love."Forever Cindy. I promise." Looking into her eyes. We needed awhile to regroup. And I may have been distracted when Cindy went back to the contents of the package wearing only underwear, her blue bra, and the necklace."Let's see what else is in. " You tentatively start to fuck my cunt with your tongue. My hand snakes down to my clitoris. It's been yearning for touch. Not subtle: hard. "That's better. Keep tonguing my cunt like that and I might let you come." My hips tilt back and forth in a rhythm, using your nose and tongue like a cock. It's intensely arousing. Our sweat forms a thin film of lubricant between us. My juices drench your face. I'm imagining what it's like for you to be lost in my chthonic depths. Sounds. Smells..