She'd pulled her gown up over her breasts, and he pulled his fingers out and let the cum dribble off them over her nipples. I could see in his eyes ho... much he wanted to lick them clean, and he had a pronounced bulge in his pants! I whispered in his ear, 'You can fuck her if you want doc.'He looked at me, then at my wife, who was smiling coyly back at him, as she slowly lifted her legs high, and own over her shoulders.He looked at us open mouthed, then quickly locked the door to the room and. She wiped him daily after he defecated. She washed, dried, dressed and undressed him every day. Donna found herself enjoying the sight and feel of Randy's body. Randy's embarrassment faded with time, which made her feel that her ministrations were less cruel.One morning, well after Ed had left in the pre-dawn darkness for another day in the fields, it was time for Randy's shower. He and his mother helped him use the toilet, then stripped him for his shower. It was like any of the previous. Before the jumper had reached the sharp, sudden and fatal stop that awaited him, two more forms launched themselves out from the building. Unlike the first man, these two showed no sign of fear. Rather, their limbs twisted and their mouths opened and closed spasmodically as they continued to strive to reach the quarry that had resorted to such desperate means to escape them.The sickening thuds of flesh striking concrete had not yet faded when the two pushed themselves up from the ground. As. ’ Howard lifted the unsealed flap on the envelope and pulled out several handwritten pages of the bright yellow paper and began to read aloud. **** Dear Mother, Maybe instead of Mother, I should address this letter, Dear Melissa. After all, that’s what you said I should call you, about the time I started getting tits. You didn’t want any of your ‘men friends’ to know you had a teenage daughter. What did you want them to think, that I was your sister? I don’t know what kind of problem you and.