"What the HELL are YOU? What are you doing in my room?" she demanded of it. It smiled placating her, "You summoned me my lady. I've been waiting mor... than eight hundred years to hear your sweet voice sing my call. I had begun to despair, thinking we'd never find each other again. But alas, tonight, I finally heard our song!" "What? What are you talking about? I didn't call for you. I don't even know what you are. Hell, you're not even real! This is just a bad dream. A drunken hallucination. Then things became interesting. I had forgotten that I still looked like Bob.Sarah and Mary began giggling which caused CJ to look at Bob and me with a very confused look on his face. “Bobo too?”Now everyone was laughing as I instantly turned back into myself. CJ’s little eyes got very big and he said, “Daddy Bobo?”Linda and Mary had to take the little ones from us, afraid that we might drop them since we were laughing so hard. Sarah sat up so she could hold CJ while Linda and Mary brought Erik. The touch, almost incidental for it’s purpose was not to thrill me but to unwrap the present that lay for him beneath. My hunger grew with every moment. At last, we were naked, skin to skin. He rolled me back to the bottom. He kissed me again, this time taking my breath, and returning it with his soul. I felt tears inside me again, threatening to well up but they were tears of joy. The feeling of connection with him was so strong that when he entered me, I felt a wave of pleasure that seemed to. The three of them, every evening, would gather in the marital bed and rub body parts together in various ways. Melody might suck Daddy's cock; while she did so, Mommy might either sit on Daddy's face or eat Melody's pussy. Some evenings, Daddy would fuck Mommy doggy-style while Mommy ate Melody, or he would fuck her missionary style while Melody stood and rubbed her pussy into his face. On occasion, Daddy would eat Melody while Mommy cleaned his pipes with her mouth.Sometimes, when Melody felt.