Her hand tits touched my shoulder. She was. The tears fell hot down my cheeks as I bobbed my head. I slid a hand up the statue's body to squeeze that hard breast. It was unyielding. It was not her. I couldn't bury my face in between those tits and find any comfort petite in them. All I tasted in my mouth was stone. No precum. No ability to spurt salty jizz. “You created something so amazing,” Ava continued. Aingeal soared overhead. Purple rained down from her. It spilled over the statue as Ava's free hand reached out and took Ealaín's hand. I shuddered, sucking hard, so desperate for Ealaín to come back, missing her so much. My brother's hand squeezed my other shoulder. “Ava's right, she's gorgeous, sister dear.” Ealaín – The Adamant Palace, The Astral Realm The afterlife lurched around me. I gasped tight as the crystal walls of the Adamant Palace twisted to strange angles. I stumbled as the reality created by my mother's will swirled and blurred around me. Something asian seized me. It sent me reeling. I screamed out in shock. What was happening? Something sucked at me, drawing me down and away from the peace and rest of my mother's palace. “Mother!” I screamed and then the oral world fell away. I rushed through darkness streaked with lights. Inside Craig was in heaven and buzzing as he pulled on his jeans and could feel his cock throbbing, making him unsure whether he wanted to rush home and fuck his wife or go and find Deepti and fuck her. • Sensitive “Why?” I gulped it tight down, my cunt clenching down on the rotating dildo. When he got hard he pulled away and my mother turned around I watched as granddad slipped his cock in to her pussy, he fucked her for a minute and then pulled out his cock and stuck it in my mouth. After a millisecond she could feel his cum travel up his shaft starting at the base. Without hesitation I left the game unfinished, completely unlike me and went to the bathroom. I wanted us to have a life together!” The pain within me was good, the guilt was good; the tits guilt would petite remind me, the guilt would teach me, the guilt would strengthen me. I was damned to hell ten-times over, but that didn’t mean I would jump into the express lane. “Wild night, eh?” I ask. I then was so turned on I shot 9 times with almost as much cum. I have watched and re-watched the video countless times. She had the most beautiful, soft face; gorgeous green eyes and lips to die for. Sounds exotic I know. Mommy was laying down on the couch now and I could tell she was cumming based on the grunting noises she was making. That's what I asian had waited for. Craig, my older brother by one year, was the oral big macho football hero type. I pumped away at her with a frantic rhythm, her fingers inspiring me as they plundered my pussy's deflowered depths. No such luck.