He went for the button of her jeans, and unsnapped them. Suddenly he flew up, backed away, and resumed the photo shoot. He snapped shots of her face a...d breasts like a professional. He must have been satisfied; her nipples couldn’t possibly get any harder. I kept hoping she would look up at me, but her eyes were locked on his. It was like she was in a trance. He stepped forward, and softly pushed her back. She leaned back until she was flat on the table. His hands went to her zipper, and slid. .." Then Max grunted loudly out of nowhere as I felt him slowing down, thrusting in deep just a few more times before stopping and he moaned saying, "Uuhhhh!... Ohh fuck!... Uhhh! Uhhh! Uuuhhh! Uuhhhhh!... Ohh yeah, take my cum up your tight lil ass... Oohhhh!..." Max slapped me on my bum as he pulled his spent cock out of me and I felt their mixed semen leaking from my well fucked pink bum hole, trickling down my thigh. I stayed leaned over in position while Max picked up his pants and walked. Could I? I felt hot tears roll down my cheek as I sat there hugging the little boy.Suddenly, I knew... this was my child. I must have been in shock like I heard one of them say. I stood up and started looking around as I finally saw my husband push his way through the crowd. My heart leaped for joy as he pulled us close and embraced us with a powerful hug... a hug that I really needed."What happened?" he asked. "Oh, Victor!" I cried on his shoulder, "I looked away for a moment and he had. " You haven't asked about Molly," Deirdre said turning around to faceBridget."I assumed that when mom didn't write back that she was okay." She's in a coma and no one can figure out why."The Bridget glared at Maebh. "Why didn't you tell me? We've spent themorning talking about me and my life on the west coast and Molly'shurt?" She's been in a coma since the riots last month. There's nothing youcan do and I didn't want you to worry, since you were all the way outin Portland. Besides you ran.