“How is Kay?” Sal asked.Luca half smiled. “Stubborn.” He paused. “Let’s go in.” He turned and they followed him into the house.“Are yo... sure you want to go back to the farm house Kay?” Tom asked.“Yes, it might help with my memory.”“But it’s dangerous.”“Listen Tom, I am tired of losing. I even lost my memory. I want to know why this happened to me. Who wanted to get rid of me and why? I knew Sonny did, but he is dead. How can you be sure there is someone else out there?” she said.Tom didn’t want. I figured that the bully must be dead, but I shot him between the eyes just to be sure.I had just finished my beer to quiet the chilli and was in the last stages of looting the body when the marshal showed up. He asked, "Are you the yahoo what shot Billy Bob?" I answered in the affirmative, and he said, "Well, let me be among the first to congratulate you! Billy Bob Hooper has been a problem practically from the day he was born. He was even kicked out of the Confederate Army for being such a. It was all I could do no to scream; as his fat hard cock stretched my tight wet cunt wide open. Our mouths were locked together again as he began a slow rhythmic thrusting up me. He had one hand under my arse, his fingers slipping inside my cunt, and his other hand was inside my bra stroking my tits. I was in paradise; Jean-Luc's gentle hands softly touched and caressed my body while his enormous cock plunged steadily in and out of my drooling snatch. As he thrust in to me, a torrent of juice. As I went in saw nidhi sitting on her seat with a nice smile in her proper dress ( trouser and half white shirt). She was fair and fit as expected of a dietitian. As she was sitting I could only see her boobs which must be around 34. So I told her about what type of body build I want and everything I wanted. She listened to me and told that she would give me a diet chart to follow one week then again report her.So I had to take course of around 3 months. So she began writing diet chart and when.