Shayna nodded her agreement. Fooling around with Angie was one thing, but her own brother? Eew.Angie turned to Shayna. "What's your parent's cell phon... number again?" she inquired."Wait, ok," agreed Johnny. He turned and gave Shayna a quick peck on the lips."That's not a kiss," said Angie, putting her hands on her hips. "I know you read dirty magazines, Johnny, so I know you know how you're supposed to kiss a girl."B-but, Ang," began Shayna. She was cut short by a glare from her friend. Johnny. Seemalaughed as she stood up straight and turned towards her daughter. “Give mea kiss and a cuddle darling. Nisha embraced her mom and they both hugged.Seemalet her hands wander down to her daughter’s ass and felt it through the fabricof the jeans she was wearing, letting her hands wander all over the round, fullglobes of each butt cheek. Nisha responded by doing the same to her mom,feeling the flesh of her mom’s ass through the thin fabric of the pants she waswearing and cupping each buttock. Without thinking about it, I reached towards the plate with my left hand, my right being occupied by tea."My goodness! What happened to your hand?" Joyce exclaimed on seeing my stump.I stared at what was left of my hand, seeing it for the first time without the blood and muck covering it. The raw wounded end had completely healed over, and the scaly pattern on the rest of it had started to cover it again. Seeing it, caused the memories of a few weeks ago to come flooding back, and for a while I. If they wanted their balls back again, they had to do what Raypoz wanted, not to mention that many of their sons and young children, were now their prisoners.But Raypoz wanted more. His Turkish and Iranian army, were now marching towards Germany and the rest of Western Europe, from Scandinavia.Brussels, BelgiumA week had passed since the Islamic armies descended upon the countries south from Scandinavia. Many had fallen. In Belgium, the men were killed and many were impaled, through their.