” The first voice was my little girl, my Kaylene who was struggling in bed. She cried out again. The second voice was Laramie, my beloved, hovering ...ear Kaylene to help her through.Through what? Please, don’t tell me you brought me back here for another death. Not my baby! I wrapped my spirit around the two women and was immersed in Kaylene’s pains. Not dying. Giving birth. I whispered to them, “I’m here. I love you.” For having no physical senses, the agony that burst through my awareness as. She was moaning and gobbling up his cock. She took it out of her mouth long enough to tell me to take my cock out. Just as I unzipped my pants and pulled it out her eyes got really big and she pulled away from the guys dick. I could see a string of cum hanging between her mouth and his dick. He clearly liked what she had done, but couldnt hold back since he had been feverishly stroking his cock for a while before we got there. She swallowed his load forgetting that she wanted to share it with. I must mention that my MIL’s sense of dressing has rubbed off on her daughter and she too has the most amazing toes and fingernails I have ever seen. I always used to wonder and hoped she heard all the noises we made during our love making sessions, despite the high volume on the TV, and felt her eyes roving on my tool when I walk out of my bedroom. On that amazing day, my MIL had gone out with my wife and was dressed stunningly, in a black saree, a shoe that displayed her well kept toes which. She guided my face on her left breast, and, as I kissed the hard nipple I felt her moan and tilt her head back, then I began to move my tongue around it, in circular, slow strokes as my right hand went on teasing the other tit. I kissed her neck, then explored her cleavage and navel. I did the same to the other breast while my hands moved down to unbutton her slacks and lower them a bit so that I could slide a hand under them. She wore no panties and I easily got to her wet lips, teasing them.