’ ‘But what happens if she isn’t there either?’ ‘I’m not sure…’ John replied, looking at Ronny for the answer to that question. ‘Wel..., I think the will would be null and void.’ He replied with a thoughtful expression on his face. ‘But Lady Tanya is not dead, so we really don’t have to worry about that now, do we?’ ‘Oh, but we do!’ I insisted, ‘Look, according to you there’s enough wealth involved here for some bugger… Sorry milady, to attempt to murder Lady Tanya to get their hands on it. You. As he slid inside, he stretched her wider than she had ever felt. She gasped, afraid that it wouldn't fit. Suddenly, though, Greg grabbed her ass and yanked her hips forward, impaling her with his monstrous cock. “Oh...God,” she gasped. She rocked her hips, feeling completely stuffed. Not a single sensitive spot went untouched by his shaft as he made gentle thrusts. She groaned, loving how he could both make love to her and fuck her senseless all at the same time. So Lindsey moved her hips. Anyway, about her getting knocked up. Her punk husband had some shit like low sperm count or something, so she was always taking her temperature and some other weird stuff and then scheduling sex with him. I never followed what was going on until some other cunt I was fucking put me wise. Like soon as I snapped to what was going on, I told her the second she was ready to call me. So she does, I pop a kid in her belly first time, her husband thinks it’s his, everybody’s happy.’ ‘Does it feel. He needed a change of scenery from the ever changing scenery. Some place to settle down and relax for a decade or so. He folded his camp-fire into a time-stop pocket for later, and knocked the dottle from his pipe. Slapping dust off the seat of his deerskin loincloth as he stood and placed the pipe into his storage-space, he accessed his spirit navigator. A heads-up display showing the ways of the Path appeared on his optic nerve, and a pleasant uninvolved voice said in his head “at the.