They would do something t-to me?”Will didn’t want to answer that question. He knew the answer was yes, but he just didn’t want Lynn to worry abo...t that, and so he lied, “No, of course they won’t”“Thanks, Will”, Lynn spoke softly, “And who is this Sam guy?”“He was a prisoner at The Farm back in Brownsville. I don’t really know him, but he’s majorly fucked in the head. He said all he wants to do is kill Greene and Mark”“Mark? As in Mark Logan?”
“Yeah”“Is Mark part of the-uh-the ‘cult’ I. "Ooooh, I don't mind," she replied, making her cunt spurt piss with quick gushes. "I'll piss on your face anytime."Jay looked up, seeing the golden stream of his mother's piss flying past his head. He lifted his face, and took the full force of her piss into his face, feeling it run down his chin, over his chest and into the river.But Shellie suddenly stopped pissing.She held it in, looking down at her son. She giggled. "Why, darling, your face is so wet with piss! You're not very fast in. "Or perhaps when I send that picture of you to Rob I could includeall the others and you can explain to him about the ones you tookof me. That would be an interesting punishment," she said. A chill went through my spine. I had really hoped that she was notserious about sending any pictures to Rob, much less all of them.I reached for her hand. "No, you can't do that," I pleaded. "Why not, I think it would be very appropriate, and I could talk toRob afterward. I am sure Rob would love to know why. ” Tentatively, he dipped his tongue in thelovers’ concoction and the pungent tang that had beenswirling around his nostrils coated his taste buds, too.“Ohh… that feels nice, I’ll give you about a week tostop that,” she cooed. “Okay, this morning I slept inafter you left for the office. I must have been having asexy dream because when I woke up my pussy was tellingme it wanted attention. I got Buggs out, teased, strokedand worked him around my clit and.