Now ask yourself what do you buy a comatose woman who you haven’t spoken to when she had been unconscious for getting on for sixteen years? Well it ...eems that between them they’d worked that one out… clothes! They were all convinced that very soon Ottilie was going to be needing a new wardrobe. Anyway I kind-a figured that Tara was going to have a busy Christmas morning opening all of her mother’s presents or at least… Oh shit I can’t recall now what I thought was going to happen that day, I. We grew up in the same neighborhood and we went out for some drinks and to shoot pool. We were going to let him stay at our house while he had some painting and remodeling done to his place. We got to our place and my wife Lisa was watching tv in the bedroom. I told her we were going to watch some movies and have a few beers if she wanted to join us. No movie looked good and Phil saw my colletion of porn and wanted to watch one of them. I've got a variety of titles and he picked a swinging. Her pussy stretched to fit him in, and she moaned on the way down. She slowly, gently, bounced his lap. Dillon put his arms around her waist and lay his cheek on her chest. He closed his eyes and concentrated on feeling Kelsey's tight pussy clench onto his cock. He unbuttoned her shit and pulled her bikini top down, exposing her tits to him. He discreetly caressed them. Dillon suddenly felt the pleasure shoot through him. His muscles clenched as cum streamed out of his cock deep into Kelsey's. ”“And this embarrasses you?”“No.”“Then why are you embarrassed?”She looks at me, tapping her fingers on the countertop. “You don’t want me to answer that.”“Of course I do.”She takes a moment, apparently to gather her thoughts. “Well, most nights, the two of you gave me orgasms. I would follow along with the rhythm of the bed and the sounds of moans. The first time it happened was the night of my seventeenth birthday. I was lying in bed listening. I heard Mom moaning. But the bed wasn’t.