One thing kept running through my head. We work, strive, and plan for the future. Even my mom had been planning for the future. But for her, that futu...e would never come. I could have been killed in the car accident down south. Fortunately for me, I wasn't. I had been allowed to live for another day.I was once again reminded of just how important life is. If there was one thing I could do in memory of my mother, it was to live my life as fully as I possibly could. As I hurried to my next. This time she immediately realized why. Her right hand found the switch to the lamp and her other quickly darted to the bucket. She scooted her butt up a little in the bed so she could sit up straight, and as soon as she had the rim of the bucket under her chin, her stomach muscles cramped. A mentally prepared Erika felt her torso tense and the saliva that had gathered in her mouth being replaced by a sour, acidic taste. Vomit streamed out of her mouth and over her delicate lips, to land in the. All three holes are available at any time, AND when she is at work she wears work clothes, when she is doing domestic stuff she wears a maids' outfit she loves, and the rest of the time she wears clothing (if at all) that give me unfettered access to her body. I really cannot complain.Sophie, our lover and member of our family, I first met when I was 15, she is the elder sister of my best friend (he and I are still best friends) and she and I have been friends since then. We have, over the. Adriana ran her tongue up along Julie's slit, eliciting moans from her target as Julie finally began to realise the release from the passion that had been building within her all through dinner and beyond.Julie ran her fingers through Adriana's hair, pulling her into her pleasure zone, reveling in the feelings that were now coursing through her. She let her fingers travel down over her cousin's cheeks to her shoulders, caressing her gently before pushing against her, urging her to lay back on.