I wish I could go back to that moment, rather than watching what...unspeakable things are unfolding before me. XX(Bella: Early morning) My giant, thro...bing dick woke me up with its aching, the veiny meatstick finding refuge in the middle of my olive-skinned boobs. My smooth sack was extra heavy, filled to the size of softballs as they hung below me, nestled between my thighs. That MILF I saw yesterday, that cute guy, Billy's mother has got me even more solid and horny than he does on average. I. "Blane Atwood just came in. You know most people look better than their mugshot. Thomas Atwood had been the exception, but blain actually did look better. A whole lot better. If I weren't in town to destroy him, I might have screwed him.I wrapped my hand around the 410 gauge derringer in my coat pocket. If that thing went off it was going to ruin my coat and make a god awful mess of Blain's not to bad face."So you are the bad ass preacher lady?" he asked."I am and I suppose you are Blain. ‘You are too beautiful to be sitting here crying,’ I said. ‘Let me buy you a drink and let’s talk.’ ‘Thanks,’ Julie responded. ‘I guess I do need a friend right now. But what about your wife. Are you going to dump me too?’ ‘Julie,’ I replied. ‘I don’t have a wife. She filed for divorce Christmas Eve. I’m all alone this holiday season.’ ‘I’m sorry. I didn’t know,’ she said. ‘That’s okay,’ I replied. ‘Maybe things will work out for the best in the long run.’ After a couple of minutes passed,. ” I said, glancing at my watch. “Close this up and set it aside, and get ready for the door.”Michelle straightened the desk, then sat quietly while we waited. A few minutes later the doorbell sounded. Michelle took a deep breath and went to answer it. She returned a couple of minutes later with Thomas and James in tow. James was holding back slightly, clearly ogling Michelle’s ass as it swayed in front of him. Michelle directed them to the chairs in front of my desk and got them seated. .