Within five minutes I was ringing Julie's doorbell. Annabel let me in and I ran straight to the master bedroom. Julie was lying in bed motionless. I c...ecked that she was still breathing before slapping her face to try to bring her round. I looked around the room. On the bedside table I saw a half empty vodka bottle, a glass and a packet of Tamazepam tablets. I checked the packet and found about half of them missing. I put the pills in my pocket then gathered Julie up in my arms. I told Annabel. .. and smooth, soft looking... and squeezable. And they pressed together in just the perfect way, creating an absolute canyon of cleavage in whatever she wore. Her nipples seemed like they were always hard because they showed through seemingly every top she had. It was as if she was constantly horny. It was like those nipples were just begging to be sucked on.Mom was stacked in every way. Her belly was flat and sexy, displaying the benefits of yoga and her exercise routine. Her legs were long. Feeling his arousal moving around in his trousers he longed to be able to unwrap and devour them, to explore their taut beauty and find out the shape and texture of her nipples. However, they remained wrapped in their cotton case, invisible to his probing eyes.The fact that she was reaching upwards had made her back arch and he noticed the graceful curve as the small of her back met her pert ass. He imagined what it would be like to run his hand over her soft golden curves and pull off her. She felt the men come to walk beside her, but she forced her gaze to keep staring at the ground. She didn’t want to look into either of their faces. *2 Weeks Later* Falcon was starting to notice odd things about Daisy, inexplicable things. Like whenever she seemed to pass a plant that was sick or dying, a simple touch of her hand and it would be blooming beautifully. Or how animals seemed to gravitate toward her. It had been more than once he had seen her sitting, petting a wild rabbit that.