Daya is whimpering between her heavy, labored breaths, it is too much for her to take. The primal animal lust, the hard cock pressing her into the wal..., the hard cock repeatedly filling her, she cries. The tears begin to come unabated, and she just let them fall. She didn't care. It is too late to care. There is so much she had wanted to do with her life, " Fuck me, John!" She pleaded between sobs, no longer caring. In an instant, her entire being is consumed by what is without question the. Very good book, one of Irving's best I think. I particularly liked how well the characterization was done."She sat up straighter. "So did I. My favorite character was Candy. I really liked the way she..."We discussed the book together, hitting upon our favorite parts and characters and then opinionating on what the meaning of the story was. This then led to a discussion about abortion in general. Though we were talking together as we used to it was clear to both of us that there was a strain. I'm pretty tired from the drive, so I'm going to take a nap if you don't mind," Derek said as he picked up his bags and headed up the steps to his room."Okay honey, get some rest," Stacy replied.Derek slumped onto his bed and rolled under the covers. His own bed. A welcome change from the inch and a half mattress they call a bed at his dorm. As he lied in bed, staring at the outdated design on his ceiling, he began to think about his mom.There was no getting around it, his mom was sexy. All his. Ek din jab me betha bore ho raha tha to aai or kaha “Kya hua beta aajkal udaas dikhai dete ho”Mene kaha ” kuch nahin mami ji bas ese hi ” to unhone kaha ” chalo batao kya baat hai. ” fir mene kaha ki ” me yahan par betha bore ho raha hun koi nahin hai mere saath baat karne wala or yahan par jio ka network bhi nahin rahata ” to unhone kaha ” isme konsi bari baat hai tum dopahar ko hamare ghar aa jaya karo ” mene kaha ” aapke ghar ” to unhone kaha ” ha kyon nahi wahan par t.V. Dekh lena ya fir.