. girl that your Mom would welcome with open arms and open heart.I quickly suppressed that thought; Mel and I had some pretty fundamental decisions to...make before we could even consider meeting the parents. I pushed myself a little more upright against the bed head so she could see that she had my full attention.She stood beside the bed, smiled nervously at me, took in a deep breath, and let the robe fall off of her shoulders, sliding down onto the floor. Oh my! “Wow, just wow!”Her smile became. Then, Sunday was yet another orgy with the girls but, also, the girls had loosened up even more by then and were having plenty of fun together, including, I noted, my sister.About three, Nadia and I got dressed and I bid farewell to her friends and we went home.Mom was there and we each said we'd had nice times but Mom looked especially happy so maybe she had herself some fun as well.About two months later, my sister arranged for another showing, all the same girls were there along with a new. "It's been your evil plan since we met," she giggled. "I don't think a day went by when you weren't trying to get into my panties." "You're right about that," he took his soapy hand and began to wash the inside of her pussy. She stopped fighting him and let him have his fun. "You know, after Peggy was born, if I didn't get my tubes tied we'd probably have seven or eight little feet running around instead of three," she stated. "Maybe even more," he now washed the crack of her ass while she. Her tongue swirled. It was so sweet. Her brown hair fell about her beautiful face. She looked so beautiful. One last time, one last chance to enjoy my wife, to find solace in her embrace.My hand reached out, stroking her hair. She smiled. Her lips slid over the tip of my cock. She sucked. “Saoria,” I groaned.It was a dream. A sweet dream. I could enjoy this. For a bit.“I’m so sorry, Thrak.”The words drifted to me. Faoril. In pain. Choked with emotion, calling for me. She was still alive. My.