She began her story.Story # 2, My wife's story:As everyone knows, I come from a very large family having eight brothers and sisters. When I was growin... up we never had much. All my clothes were hand-me-downs and we were lucky to have enough food on the table. I was only about six at the time but I remember it as though it was yesterday. We all dressed up for Halloween in anything we could find. I put on some of my mom's old clothes and her hat. My brothers and sisters said I looked like mini. Then I suggested moving the action to our bedroom, jean had no complaints. Neither did Mary, so I, Mary and jean walked into the bedroom. my wife laid down on the bed first , Mary sat on the foot of the bed I slowly crawled on top jeans naked body, kissing her with my tongue deep in her trough and then lower my attention to her perky tits i started groping her nice breasts pinching and sucking each one of her swollen nipples. Hearing her low moans of pleasure I took my erect cock. ” “What is his favorite position?” “Um… he always asks me to get on top and sometimes I do!” “Sometimes? You mean other times you just say no and stick to missionary?” “Well, yeah…” There was a pause. “Any toys or anything to add a little spice?” “We used one of those vibrating cock rings once and it felt pretty good but it was so intense that he came after like one minute inside me,” I told her. “That’s it?” she asked. “I think so.” “Jesus, Cal. Yeah, you might be right. I’m sorry, but that. ......I don't know, almost compelled me to drive to this cemetery on the edge of town."Brenda picked up the tale. "We both found ourselves drawn to a simple twin headstone. It was John and Lois' final resting place. We both agreed that we felt like we were in the presence of something strange and powerful."Dan said, "So we checked at the cemetery office, got all the information on them we could, and started our research. We were fascinated, but like you, looking for the missing piece. Not.