Doors fanatical insistence on meeting his mysterious 'partners' had already resulted in one man's death. The pilot- Woodard thought his name was Bill... and was angry at himself for not knowing- had warned Doors that the tropical storm was strengthening too fast, but Doors had threatened to ruin the man's life if he didn't fly them through anyway- and Woodard had seen him carry through on that threat for far less. The pilot had died in Woodard's arms, never waking after the crash. Water was. "I love it! I love the feeling of a big dick inside of me!" she then exclaimed happily, over come with joy of finally feeling that thing she had clearly always wanted to feel."Then you're going to love this!" i grinned back, before i eased back a little and thrust in again."Oh god!" Stacy exclaimed loudly, feeling my cock move inside of her for the first time.So i did it again! And then again! and each time she moaned loudly and looked completely stunned as she felt me moving my big hard dick. "So I'm not going to say a thing. But tell everyone you'd usually talk to that if they see her brother coming, to lock the door and call 911."Mom froze, stared at me in shock.I could see thoughts running through her mind; it was like I was the grown up, and she was the kid."And here, we've been thoughtlessly taking our pleasure from her." Her voice was bitter and angry; at herself, I was sure, and at Kim.I shook my head. "Mom, it's not like that at all. Yes, you've made love to her, but it was. I use them to remember her.”I flushed crimson. I had just used his wife’s panties and his cum to masturbate. What kind of pervert was I?“Thanks for your help tonight. I’m pretty sure you didn’t know it was going to end like this. I know I didn’t.”I still couldn’t speak. Both of us naked in the moonlight and sexually spent, what was wrong with me?His name was Jim. Grandpa Jim. I had called him that for a couple of years and I never ever imagined we’d share a masturbation experience. I would.