Be well, David. I appreciate you being here today," he said, and then he was gone. Gone to a job in aerospace: Boeing as he'd told me.Victor Grantham ...nd I had been friends since we were six years old. Lived next door to each other. His parents, like my own were now gone. Father abandoned them when he was two. His mother was gone to cancer but a few months before his walk across the stage. I was his only close friend and the nearest thing to a relative he still had.I was two hours from home. I. Baat last week ki h main apni masi ke yaha noida gaya tha meri masi or unki jethani alg alg rehte h unka garh thodi hi duri par h main masi ke yaha paucha to dekha waha masi or unki jethani baate kar rahe the maine unke pair chue or pucha ki masi ke bache kha h unke 2 bete h chota 7th me or bda 10th me unhone btaya wo to school gaye h unhone kha tu bdi masi yani ki unki jehtani ke garh chala jau waha unki beti rakhi h waha time spend kar lu main waha chala gayaMaine garh pauchkar awaj di to. Well, the long awaited day arrived. About two in the morning Jean shook me awake with, "Greg, we've gotta go." Go where?" To the hospital." Oh my god, what's wrong?'"Nothing's wrong. My water just broke."Instant panic time was on me. I dashed around gathering up Jean's suit case and flew through the house. I was just about out the door when Jean called to me, "Greg, can I go too?"I dashed back ready to pick her up to take her to the car when she asked, "aren't you going to get dressed?'I looked. “Do want me to keep kissing your pussy or should we stop and let your husband do it?” “You… you…I want you to finish me off. Please, please let me cum!!” Wendy begged. Laura just smiled. She bent down to Wendy’s gushing pussy. She sucked Wendy’s clit until it stood out like a cold nipple then moved to slurp all along Wendy’s open cunt. Wendy was writhing, moaning, massaging her own breasts and panting like a dog. I could tell Wendy was close and begged to be able to give her a.