I believe that Ireland, all of Ireland should be ruled by the Irish. But I discovered to my cost that all hate does is to destroy innocent people. The...troubles have cost me my family, my mother, wife and sister. And it wasn't the loyalists who killed them. It was my own people, when a bomb factory in the flat below my mother's blew up. What were they doing making bombs amongst their own innocent women and children?"That's when it came home to me and I washed my hands of the struggle. They. I thought maybe we could use the breastfeeding situation to getmore clarity on what he was feeling. I felt this breastfeeding was a bitextraordinary. Jack had been through something special that he couldn'tquite find words for. At the same time, he seemed very peaceful at thebreast. He took longer to suck. And he looked at me several times whilehe clearly had a cosy time. I touched his hair.- Did you know how beautiful you can be, little friend?He shook his head slowly. I held under the pillow. He doesn’t. ‘Breakfast time,’ he says. I give him a reproachful look, and he favors me with a rare grin. He leaves the room, presumably to get the breakfast tray. It has been this way for a little over three weeks. We only really got acquainted after he tied me up. I was resistant to the idea at first, but he was always gentle, always kind, and very insistent. I still don’t know his name, we don’t use them, names. They are unnecessary. He brings back the breakfast tray. It’s just corn flakes. My pussy squeezed hard around Steven's cock.“I’m cumming too!" he shouted.I could not get off him in time and the semen splashed into my pussy. I felt it running out of my hole.I laid calmly on Steven while the cock became softer inside me.I saw that Rachel and Christine laid down in a 69. Christine at the bottom with the huge tits of Rachel hanging down on her stomach. They stuck their tongues in each other's pussies. after a few minutes, I felt Steven's cock grow inside me. He had obviously.