Daughters of famous Hollywood couples? And you’re really fucking them both? Isn’t that Sean Bean, screwing Emma Watson? Wait, Emma Watson is a dem...n now? Sean Bean is, too? Holy smokes!” Miranda commented, even as she saw her ex-husband, Orlando Bloom lift his head up for a second, “that’s ... my ex! He’s a demon now? Who’s sucking his cock? Monica Bellucci? Who just rode his face?”“That would be me!” Jane Krakowski swaggered over to Miranda and planted a lip lock, “Honey, whatever he was like. I didn't sleep well. The bed felt empty, and I hated being alone. I missed her so much.I was up early, and since I'd packed a lot of my kitchen supplies, I got dressed and went out for breakfast. I wore my cap so nobody would see the new hair.As I was driving back to the house, I saw a utility company truck and it reminded me I hadn't done anything about that or my mail. I could handle the utilities online, so I would let Mother have a few days to decide what she wanted to do with the house. Then she straddles my lap and I watch her slowly slide down on the cock. This forces the other end to move a little deeper into my pussy. She leans forward and her breasts are in my face. She pulls the panties out of my mouth and I go for her right nipple, then her left, sucking and biting each one and then back again. As I'm doing this, Master is lining up behind her and starts to push his cock against her tight rosebud. She's moaning in pleasure and in pain. He takes his time opening her and. Death is like a new born baby, it happens every day."I SEE A LINE OF CARS AND THEY'RE ALL PAINTED BLACKWITH FLOWERS AND MY LOVE BOTH NEVER TO COME BACKFinally it was over. Everyone went outside and I stood there, feeling lost. I saw them putting Jen in a long black hearse. It seemed... fitting. There was a long line of limos, all black. People were starting to filter into the open doors and I felt a tug on my arm.Angie gently led me to our own black car. I looked over at the hearse and saw the.