After a minute of checking its temperature, he plugged up the drain and returned to me. I was hopeless. All I did was stand there perfectly still with...my arms down and cry.Pulling a towel from the cupboard and throwing it to the floor to soak my mess up, Ean moved to lift up my shirt. Like a sobbing five year old, I was a mannequin to his guidance. He lifted my arms up and they stayed up. He removed my shirt and bra and pulled them back down. I just quietly shed my tears as he unbuttoned,. He strained harder, fucking her faster, faster, he squeezed his sphincter as hard as he could and then , YES! The silvery load finally shot from him and deep into her uterus, flooding her with stream after stream of sweet sperm laden cum. He fucked her until he could no longer stand. Finally, he slumped over her, his cock still pulsing and cum still oozing from him, into her. He had shot so much cum that it flowed out from her and down her thighs and Viv was right there to. Falling asleap to the sound of a thunderstorm. I stared, feeling a presence glaze at me. As if airy, she stood. Spellbound, stroking my vagina. Feeling this ghost like presence on me stroking me softly..I shuttered.as I felt my breast squeezed.and kissed in warmth. ‘ silence’ she moaned. As a brush like kiss slide between my legs, stroking me.rubbing me gently.massaging my vagina deeply .softly kissing it. Feeling my vagina rubbed softly deeply by this ghostly darkness touch. My vagina.tugged. ‘Mummy, what is Misha doing in bed with you?’ Both adults’ eyes flew open, looking up at the little boy, now climbing between them, his curious eyes staring down at the sprawled body of the sleepy man. ‘Are you like my daddy?’ Misha cleared his throat and looked sideways at Froo, a plea for help in his drowsy eyes. ‘Jace, what are you doing out of bed?’ his mother asked softly. ‘I wanted to go to the toilet. Are you now like Diane and Daddy? Am I supposed to knock before I come in like at.