I find myself wanting to touch her just like I want to touch Sheryl. It turns out that Sheryl and Maria are great friends. Theyve known each other for...years, and hug when they see each other. This is Dannys friend, Sabrina. She came up from Illinois to spend a week with us, Sheryl says. Maria sticks out her hand and I take it. Nice to you meet you, she says. I nod in reply and smile. We release each other and she tells us to follow her. We walk down a long hallway. We turn into a room that is. “And tell them what? That a guy tried to kill us.” I look at her nodding my head. Thinking, yes he did try to kill us. “And my fifteen year old son snatched a bullet out of mid-air and flew like an eagle to plant his foot into his face putting him down.” Well, she does have a point. I show her my hand with the bullet burnt into my palm. “We need to get out of here. I’m sure he doesn’t want to tell whoever he is working for that a fifteen year old boy caught a bullet and kicked his ass.”“Good. .. Shetried to kiss his cock, to lick it, through his pants; anything to conveyher intentions. Damnit,I forgot about this stupid gag, again! Mia couldn't help it. Iwant it, so bad! She started whining, while rubbingher face even harder against his lap. Ohplease oh please oh please... "Eager little thing, aren'tyou?" You know I am! Feeling his hands go behind herneck, she dropped her head so he would have easier access to the gag-strap.He chuckled. "Yes, pleasantly eager." He slipped. There were few other cabins also, belonging to other tourist guides, s**ttered over in a large area.Mom would be turning thirty-seven soon; however, she still looked gorgeous. Working as a physical training instructor had kept her body in perfect shape, and even in my friend circle, she was a thing of envy. I had seen numerous heads turning, during our stroll through markets, to get a better look at my mother?s tall five eight figure, her dark brown eyes, her long shapely legs and her big.