My bounced and danced across my chest as I screamed. Every thrust bottomoned out in me and I knew I was going to be walking funny for the next couple ...ays. I dont know how long he fucked me that way, before he pulled me on top of him I thought I was going to call the shots now, but he just gripped my hips and bucked up into me. I even tried pulling away but he wouldnt let me. I couldnt even escape from this sex machine. All I could do is howl and cum and cum again. I dont know how long he. First the shirt and bra, when I did I put my mouth on her nipples and sucked on them like a little baby. Then her shorts and panties I started to rub her clit and pussy with my hand and I stuck 4 fingers into her pussy and slipped them in and out fast since she was so wet. Than I took off my shirt and she began to take off my pants and when my thick 6 inch dick came out. She began to suck on it and kiss it making me wanna explode in her mouth and get to fucking her. I told her "i'm gonna cum. Can you imagine how ridiculous that would sound? Yet I still ached to be with my family again.Lastly, I read the accounts of my own death. How many people get to read their final obituary? I had received wonderful write-ups in the local papers. They praised my contributions to the community and local charities as they traced my life from my marriage into the Westervelt family, until my death. The list of surviving family was long. The town had virtually closed down on the day of my burial, and. "Yes," I replied in the dream."Then I must ask will you do me a service," he said."Beyond the beacon?" I asked. My sleeping self seemed to recognize that the electronic design I'd plotted out was far more than simply an upgraded gadget to lead me back home, it was somehow for him, not for me."Yes, beyond that," he told me. "I am ill. I will die if you do not help. I will die before you may make the beacon, it will be too late. Will you help?" Of course," I said."First you must see me as I am,".