You're Jessica Smith now. Don't let your memories of being himget in the way of living her life." That's easy to say." Yeah, it is, but that doesn't m...ke it any less true. He's dead. You haveto let him stay that way because he's not coming back. Don't let himscrew things up for you." I'll try." You'd better. Did you notice how 'touchy-feely' Mom has been gettingwith Carla Mendez tonight?" Yeah, and based on Carla having a user account on my old computer, Ifigure she's been staying over with. ”“Touche, Mom. Thank you. Love you guys,” I grinned at the reminder that Mom still planned to make me an exception to her lesbianism, along with Dad and Uncle Steve, but frowned at the other reminder ... that Dad didn’t have much of a future left ... stolen by Lewy body dementia.“Love you, too, son,” Dad said first, followed by Mom.When we got to the theater, we were immediately welcomed by Anne-Marie, who broke out into a huge smile when I asked for a job application.“Oh, fuck, yes! I so hoped. And as he pushed deeper into his mother's womb he said, "Oh mom, this is where I want to be, inside you, inside you."Janice could feel that her son was talking about more than the wonderful physical place he was filling and she said, "Ohhh...yes baby, inside me, inside your mommy," as her son stretched and engorged the place that had been wanting for so long. He pushed into her belly until they both felt completed. Neither said anything as their joining transcended words. And as Jason gave his. I felt a bit of panic when I started to gag, but he held his cock at the back of my throat until the feeling passed. I could not believe he started to push more down my throat. Becky's fingers went deep into my pussy and when she wiggled them, I tried to scream my way through an orgasm, but I could not utter a sound.I could not move my head or even moan with David's cock buried deep into my throat. My pussy was wetting Becky's fingers as I felt my body shake. My legs went rigid as I rode out my.