I wanted to call her Mommy and kiss her and let her take care of me. There were many strange and different feelings rushing though my mind. I wondered...if Samantha and Amy were lovers. Would they return to me again? Would they love me again? I wondered if this was their first experience with a little girl but no, that couldn't be possible. The lips that were on my sex were experienced lips. The lips that were in control of my orgasm were soft and tender, but they also knew how to be rough. The. I imagined her with my twins and Ma in heaven. I sang all the songs I could remember. Sang all the time I was digging, crying and dragging her body up the hill. I sang the whole time while I cleaned the house and I sang as I cleaned the shotgun I found in the attic. I loaded the shotgun with powder and shot that lay beside it in the box I had found under the cloth I had wrapped Grandma in for burying. It was lace like the lace under the Bible, I imagined Grandma making the big tablecloth like. She'd pushed Chérie's door open and led me into the room. I gulped, and felt my cock wilt rapidly. Our daughter was staring at us in surprise, trying to pull her skirt down and rescue her knickers from the floor.'Mum! Wh-what are you doing? What's dad doing?' she added, seeing my prick in her mother's hand.'Well, I had this idea, dear: you are in need of a good orgasm, and so is your father. For reasons that are none of your business, I can't take care of his needs like I used to, so I thought. Dot put her left hand on Goody's pussy and grabbed Rods cock in her right. She pulled him just close enough for the head of his penis to touch her labia."Put your legs around him, Goody, and raise your butt." Goody did as she was told. With her left hand Dot parted Goody's bush with her fingers and brought the cock in her other hand to her friend's labia. She held Rod's meat just barely inside her friend's pussy and made small circles with it. The other hand was now busy with Goody's clit..