She was nervous about something, and I somewhat suspected the day I had been dreading had come.She unlocked our private room, and we walked in, still ...olding hands. We sat down on the sofa, I waited for her to begin."You know I've been having problems lately with how we always either do things together, or we don't do things at all. But you and Joey spend so much time together with your project, sometimes I don't feel it's fair." Do you want us to quit? Or you want back in?" No... I've wanted. .. ummmm ... eliminate.So there I was, freshly dead, stepping away from my body, like a butterfly escaping its crysalis, left lying on the hospital bed. Looking outside the room, I could see the nursing staff frozen in the act of running towards the room I had just been occupying, when I heard a voice behind me."Hello, Henry."Well, I've been a Christian for a long time and had seen unbelieving sinners come and go, but I knew Who spoke to me, for my soul knew Him. I was, without any doubt at. Well that didn't work! I slinked into my room, unable to contain my giddy anticipation, and cracked open the aforementioned bottle. I took 2 light wiffs and waited... and waited...and WOW talk about horny! As I lay prone fingering and massaging my hole and taking intermittent inhalation I began to succumb to my desires. I lubed up, I affixed my KING COCK 10inch to the base of my bed(it is my prefered "warm-up" toy) and I assumed my position on all fours. It slid in in so easily! I'm usually. When I think about him now in my fantasies during masturbation its his breathing I think of the most. I think about Aunt Pat too, the frenzied look in her eyes when wed have our sessions. We had wrestling & tickle fights with Tony. We would have horsy hump rides with them both. One day it was just they & I. Aunt Pat was in her nightie with no panty on, he was buck naked & I was with my nightie with my panty on. He says to Pat that he wants to play horsy & lays on her back & begins to hump on.