" "Any idea what causes it?" I thought about it for a moment, a glimmer of an idea sparking in my mind. "I think they remember." "What do you mean?" "...aven't you ever had a life where you remembered some of this?" "Sure, we all remember some, what do you think religion is all about?" "No, I mean more than that." I sighed, trying to think of some way to explain the idea. "Okay, think of it this way... You're a very handsome man..." "Why thank you," he interrupted with a mischievous smile. "Stop. If she sucks my cock first it doesn’t take me long before I can get my cock hard again then we have a fuck. Its good fun and we both like it.We talked about how we would get the dog to fuck her. In the story, they put socks on the dog's paws to stop it scratching her. She told me to bring my thick hiking socks. We also decided that she should wear something on her top just in case it does scratch and she said the dog's hair may be prickly. She said we would have to do it somewhere that we. They left home and moved away to where they could find work. Married, and presented us with gorgeous grand-kids.Then Marjory died. One of those weird problems with neural transmission; her heart just stopped. I found her in a cold heap in the bedroom, a bundle of clothes for washing scattered around. Carly and Dave, their partners and the kids rallied round. We buried Marjory, after a post-mortem, and distributed keepsakes of hers among us before disposing of things of hers I'd never need or. I couldn’t believe I was touching my sister’s bare pussy. I was caressing it last night over her shorts and made her cum and now I was touching it for real. The feeling of the first sensation of her pussy is inexplicable. It was so soft, so warm and moist and with very little hair.I realized how lucky I am to be there. I am the first man to touch her there. She was so pure and was untouched until now. It was evident from how her bare soft pussy felt. I wondered how she must be feeling since she.