Spent the day sorting through old photos with Emma and found a picture of my husband from his youth. Emma's smile is exactly like his, that same spark. While showering tonight, I looked in the mirror and saw her erect cock pressed against my ass crack, and I couldn't help but remember the first time he took me from behind. Emma sensed it, pinned me against the tiled wall, licked my neck, and whispered, 'Mom's thinking about Dad, isn't she?' Then her cockhead pushed into my ass… Ah, the feeling of her cum flooding my rectum—so hot and thick—was just like I remember. We might need to find a man or woman to help her have a child, but only her cock can make me come like this, crying, laughing, and remembering him all at once.