This needed commemorating. I called John and asked if he would take a few minutes to come out to the farm and photograph all of us together. Kate and ...er parents arrived just a few minutes before we gathered in the waning sunlight of Thanksgiving Day and managed to get all forty-one of us in one picture.Epic.It had taken Em some work at the school district transportation office to get them to agree that we needed to take a bus to Bloomington for the race. Her logic was that even though there. One of the young black studs was standing on the edge of the table while the other two were holding my wife's legs in the air as she was getting fucked. Each black dick took a turn fucking my wife like this. After all three were finished my wife was now officially married to 3 black cocks. The last picture showed Karen sleeping in the center of a messed up bed . All 3 black studs were sleeping too with their hands grabbing some of Karen's' flesh. They all looked fucked out.The next story title. She treated him nicely enough, but she literally told her father that he was never to know that she was his or Jenny's sister. Jim and Jan's relationship was frosty at best. She wouldn't even baby sit when Jenny was not available. Erin didn't mind taking that job.Behind him was our flower girl, Sarah. She turned seven just a few months ago. She still calls me 'Daddy', much to Donna's chagrin. Now that Donna has Frank, she had hoped that Sarah would call him her daddy. Sarah has refused. She. "Get his shirt off so I can look at his wound," she ordered. After cleaning the area with the hot water, Molly felt around and decided that the bullet had passed through Tyler's side no more than a couple of inches into the muscle. From the position of the wound she was sure that it hadn't hit anything vital. Tyler had collapsed due to blood loss."Hold him up while I get a bandage around him," Molly ordered. With John holding Tyler in a sitting position, Molly put a compress dampened with coal.