I was soon to find out that my life and my mom's were also the saving grace for them too.Rolling off of me onto her mother they hugged and kissed each...other. Michelle added, "I don't want to ever want to go home." This IS home," Lindie explained. "This is our new home." Oh mom, I'm so happy. I don't ever want to leave here. I want to live here with you and dad and Grams!" Michelle cried out as my love sat up and snuggled our daughter into her lap."Grams," my mother said. "I like that!"Then as I. He was horny enough to wait for a little while before he tried to get either of them to finish him off, but not too long. “Well, you know...it just never came up,” Lumi said, looking at Desmond. He could see she was having a tough time coming up with adequate reasons without sharing the truth. He now realized they never would share the truth, in all likelihood. It was taboo, they technically were family. Maybe that made it more hot, he was not sure. He just knew he wanted to feel more of Lumi's. Then she slowly began to impale herself on him, her body almost convulsing as each inch entered her. She hadn't been with a guy this big since college, and she knew full well her husband was undersized. What hurt a little first soon became intense pleasure, the sensation of being completely filled.Her slow rocking back and forth gave way to bouncing up and down, and with her eyes closed a look of ecstasy crossed her face as she arched her back to feel every ounce of his manhood. Her arousal had. Then she brightened up. “But Mum reckons I’ll get a new Dad soon. She’s out looking for one at the moment, down at the club with my Auntie Jean.”That explained the absence of parents overseeing this little group. It also explained the contrasting pigmentation of the two sisters.“So what’s this story then, mister?”“Ah yes,” I said. “The ghost of this house. Well, a long time ago, there was a handsome young blacksmith who was married to a beautiful lady and they both lived in this very house..