Strange, no?Even stranger, although the manufacture of the cremation oven swears it is impossible to do so, the automatic conveyer feed into the oven ...urned on all by itself! Since the coffin was already in position on the feeder track, the coffin along with Darrin and the dead woman was into the raging fire before anyone could do anything to save poor Darrin. As his widow, Janet had to settle for a mere multi-million dollar settlement for the horrible loss of her beloved spouse. So young, so. I wouldn't want either of us to have to go through that. And it wouldn't be easy being a single mother. It's not like we could marry each other, you know." I know." And then there's the fact that we'd have biology working against us. There's a good chance that any kids we might have would be defective in some way. That wouldn't be fair for either them or us. I don't know if we could live with that." You're right. I've thought about it and I couldn't have put it better. I know that babies are. Mom is in the position like a curry in between two bread pieces. The bus started moving now the person in front of mom couldn’t control his feeling so he took out his hand from mom’s navel.I started to rub her pussy on saree itself. He is pressuring his hand towards mom’s pussy. Due to his pressure some part of the saree and his finger tips had gone into the pussy and I think. Then he finally couldn’t control and he too kept out his cook and rubbed his cook to mom’s pussy on saree.After rubbing. "She gave me the most evil grin and said, "C'mon! Fuck me again!"I did.We pulled our asses out of bed later that morning. Lia and I led Kathy downstairs by her chain. Kathy's breath really and truly smelled just like shit. Gross!In just our bathrobes, Lia and I snuggled on the sofa together and watched the news while our slave made breakfast for us. Slaves, of course, never wear clothing while at home; that was one of Lia's rules. I liked that rule, too."So, what do you want to name our slave?".