The time up to that was rather pleasant because with an end in view, we were even more accommodating and affectionate with each other. We knew of the darkness that was coming, but wanted indian to not waste any of our time together. So, the love poured out of us for each other over that time. Then came the final vacation together. We knew it to be, since she was starting to weaken already. But she was still up to us having a really good time together for the four planned days. We didn’t want to prematurely wear her out, so we planned very little on this vacation. We took up a rental condo in the big city nearby, and just spent our time looking over many albums of our family pictures, reliving each of the situations shown. There were a lot of tears with the birth and growth of our children, who were still doing fine at this time. They had not been told of the terminal condition of their mother and so their relationships with her had remained normal. And the grandchildren got to spend a lot of time with their nana up until the end. We went to a couple of movies, had dinner out each night and took in a play at the local performance theater. It was all very fine and not sad at all. And each night we made very gentle love to each other, for her to remember when things got really bad. The last night, she asked me to do the things with her that I had always wanted to do, but had refrained from doing due to her resistance of them real or imagined. “Are you sure about this, dear? I have wanted a number of really kinky things to do with you, not that I am a bit disappointed in all of the things that we did.” “Bill, you have been a wonderful husband and lover. And I would have done most all of those things if you had pushed it. But tonight, you have a free pass to ask anything of me and I will do it for you.” So, I asked her about a really kinky role play of her pretending to be a daughter of mine, not the one that we actually had, and acquiescing to my seducing of her. She said that that would be a lot of fun, since she knew I would never do that in real life. I think that she was pretty much accurate on that. She took a pair of scissors and cut one of her long and pretty night gowns up so that it just came to below her breasts and then got into bed with the aspect of a young girl sleeping with her daddy for the first time. As I laid down next to her, “Oh, Daddy, thank you for letting me sleep with you tonight. I know that you miss her so badly when she is gone. And I know that you need regular intimacies, too.” “You know about that, my little love?” “Of course, Daddy. Mommy talks to me about all of the things that I will need to know for my future as a woman. She has always said that you have been a wonderful lover to her and she loves you dearly.” “Well, I love her dearly also. And she has been a wonderful wife and mother. Not just a great lover over the years.” Then she looked down at the huge bulge in his pants. I knew she had had her asshole fucked and cummed in but I also love cum dripping from an asshole. I sat, staring at her open screen. This story features the themes of sexual slavery, bestiality, among with indian others that are not always liked by many individuals. She pressed my fingers into her cunt as she moaned, “Ooh, Yunie, yes!” He came in to Heather's room and when he saw us both naked, his mouth dropped open. They always managed some sort of sex act in every spot, no matter how public, or during the day it was. The poor man thought he had bondage sex with his two female guests, but had in fact raped his hogtied daughter. This little foreplay was also observed by Mala and as Deepak got up and went out she said "poor little guy" She was holding a bottle of skin-cream in her hand and poured a healthy blob on her palm. “One of your girls might have played both sides of the street.”