”“Did they take a twelve-year-old girl from a farm a couple of weeks ago?” Vincent asked.Tears welled in the man’s eyes, and he swallowed seve...al times before nodding a yes. “I tried to help her,” he said through his tears.“I snuck over to the Countesses place and got some leaf. I made the girl a strong tea and even added snort, so she was out of it and she didn’t feel so much pain. Frankie damn near killed me when he found out.”“He said it spoiled his fun. I think he gets off on the girl’s. But I have to tell you, it’s not finished yet.’ ‘Who cares?’ Our lips were locked tight and our tongues were dancing with one another. I wrapped my arms around her waist and lifted her. Her red mules slid off her feet and I took her straight to the bedroom. I planted her on the matress which was all there was of my unfinished bed. She didn’t mind one bit as long as we continued what we started. I took off all my clothes and she took off hers. Cynthia wasted no time grabbing my cock and sucking. A man is brave because he is wise enough to recognize fear and do what is needed and right in spite of it. Those were his grandfather’s words to him, a memory of...His last day on Earth. The day his grandfather died.The scent in the room was sharp and sour; disinfectant, and an old man’s illness. He held his grandfather’s hand at his bedside. The skin beneath Logan’s fingers was loose and paper-thin. Long, iron-gray hair lay against the white pillow cover. Grandfather’s face was thin and. She slowly opened her eyes to watch as I undid my trousers and dropped them to the floor. I could see the lust in her eyes as my boxer shorts followed. My throbbing cock was now centermeters from her sexy lips. I placed a hand on to her cheek and guided her face towrds me. She closed her eyes once more as my hard cock parted her lips and slid in over her wet tounge. She closed the lips arond the tip of my cock and slowly sucked the pre cum off while tounging all over it. She then bobbed her.