She swallowed at the intensity of his stare. When hesat up she fell to her side and he pounced.He covered her body with his, weighing her down and his...iss was hot and demanding. Her passion surged and shekissed him back, their lips almost bruising with thestrength of their clasp. It ended only because they hadto breathe.“I want you,” he husked, his voice deep.“Bobby… you know we can’t,” she moaned.“I want you” he repeated. His face moved downward. So after all these years the figure of Death was at my door and yes it was the Grim Reaper in his black cloak, skeleton figure and carrying his giant scythe. “You can have one wish before I harvest your soul.” a disembodied voice told me. “What do you mean?” I asked. “ As you,re about o die I can grant you one last wish, but one only before you expire. But choose well!” Death warned. . “For some years now I,ve lusted after a blonde porn star named Vicky Vette, but there,s no way she,d have. My media player automatically opened and before my very eyes my wife appeared on screen facing the camera with one guy behind her fucking her slowly while another was stood at the side as she began to take his enormous cock into her heavily made up mouth. She ran her tongue slowly over the bulbous head of the huge cock, looking at the lens the whole time. Her made up lips enveloped the throbbing b**st as she fed him slowly into her wanton mouth. The guy moaned as his cock felt the vacuum warmth. I said yes. One racy comment led to another and another. I tried to blame it on the alcohol. Maybe I just couldn't help myself. I don't know. But before the party was over, Miriam had taken the gift I had promised to Alice, my virginity. She led me to my brother’s room where she seduced me, not that that was too hard in my condition. Maybe the alcohol played with my memory as I don't remember all that happened.I recall some kissing, some fondling, then the two of us totally nude together on my.