I'd deal with it when I got there. I switched to Kip, down at the spacecraft."You okay?" I asked quickly."Yeah. A little nick on the arm. Unevia is do...n. She pulled her sword and took a swipe at me. I think she'll live, but what's going on?" Our guests have turned on us, it looks like. They'll probably be coming after you next," I told him. "Be careful. I'll get back to you in a sec."Switching my scan to the train, I found a standoff. Tabita had her arm around Catherine's neck, holding a piece. He raced onward. Body quivering and with her back arched, his mom's sex felt like it was dissolving around his spear-like flesh.Air came into Mikey's lungs with a gasp. He brought the front of his body against his mom's back. He pushed himself farther inside of her climaxing sex. Stabbing his swollen organ inside of his mom's cunt so that he could desperately find the release his body ached for.He felt the moment come upon him.He surged into her, farther and deeper, then away and back again. To the point that yes, they kiss when meeting and saying goodbye and hold hands most of the time. This leads to a couple of afternoons of pretty heavy petting sessions in the parlor as they watch television while the girls are at work. Patti and George know it is time to move further.Patti knowing this day is coming, buys new sheets and a comforter for her bed. If she had more time, she would have bought a new bedroom set to completely remove reminders of her dead husband. But the sheets change. In her dreams she replayed this moment in her head constantly.'Beep beep beep beep'....The incessant sound of seven AM. 'Shit! Just 5 more minutes,' says a muffled pillow-voice. She rolls out of bed; a daily struggle between her wanting to live life to be a success and her wanting to lie-in and fuck it all to hell. Turning on the radio she is surprised that there still isn't one channel she can listen to in the morning: not one. Every channel is desperate to depress and excite people over shit,.