Tully's leg was left at the apartment; he would never leave it behind. You know how much he hates using crutches. And I still can't shake that pamphle... I found under the table with the markings by the full auto advertisement."Rollie's cell gave out its annoying ringtone, something Jessica had programmed into it. They'd been to a concert at the Fox Theater and one of the songs, "It's Your Love" by Tim McGraw and Faith Hill, really seemed to strike a note with Jessica. The next day she programmed. She cried out, oh yeah baby you like my tits don't you as she slammed herself down onto my cock crying out as my cock slammed against her cervix.Again she pounded her pussy down onto my cock, driving my length hard and deep inside her pussy.OH FUCK BABYShe screamed out as she bounced brutally hard onto my cock, OH FUCK IM CUMMMMING she leaned back placing her hands behind her bracing herself and she grinded her crotch hard against me.I felt her muscles gripping my cock as they convulsed around. Strong stuff too.He carried the things over to the coffee table and set them down, then sat back down in the green chair.The guest still stood silently at the door. He struggled to open the aged bottle and settled for smashing the neck of the bottle off on the edge of the table, spilling clear liquid onto the wood floors. ?Oh no, oh no, oh dear?? he sputtered stumbling to clean up the mess.He bent low to the floor to collect the shattered glass, but halfway down, shook his head and stood up.He. If you love me, please honor my request.”Felicia pulls her Mom close and comforts her. As Charlotte begins to relax Courtney asks, “Mom, what about Felicia and me?”“Honey, both of you are Robert’s children. Of that there’s no doubt.”“Damn!” responds Felicia. “For a few moments there I had hope.”“Felicia! Robert is Jonas and Wanda’s son. They were two of the finest people to ever walk on this Earth. Robert’s problem isn’t genetic, nor do I think it was caused by the way he was raised. Somewhere,.