" She read silently for a moment."It's a letter to someone named Thomas Witherspoon, stating that his father's will has passed title to him for a farm... consisting of 165 acres in Washau County, Texas. It has the legal description of the land and says that, other than the land and whatever is on it, there is nothing else of value listed in the will. There is also a handwritten addendum to it at the bottom." She started reading.To Ruby Mae Witherspoon. Ruby, the bastard is dead. He died a week. Ma mujhe hamesha shota child ke tarah he samajh te he . Wo hamesha kahite he ye to abhi bacha he , mere mausi bhe hamesha hamare ghar ate jate rahite he , wo bhi mujise free hen , eik din me naha raha tha mene apne jism pe sabun ( soap ) lagya aur fir apne face pe lagaya aur jab mene tanke se pani khola to pani nahe tha mene ma ko awaz de , muasi ne awaz suni aur kaha ke lite off he motor nahe chal sakte , mere ankho me soap tha mene kaha muasi jalde pani den mere ankho me soap he . Mausi jalde. ”David tried to do what she wanted but he couldn’t bring himself to hurt her, he began fucking her slowly, long, even thrusts, despite her trying to meet him, urging him to do it harder. David could see tears in her eyes, he knew he was hurting her but he couldn’t stop, he knew his orgasm was close…two more thrusts and his cock erupted deep inside her.“Oh yes baby,” she cried as she felt the heat of his spunk filling her, “see, l knew you could do it,” she laughed.David pulled out of her. He always did this to her, made her heart race at the thought of them being together forever, but she knew it wouldn’t be long before he was leaving her to go back. She had to be realistic. This week would be amazing, no matter what happened at the end of it. After about an hour of just sitting and talking in the coffee shop, Sarah and Daniel got up and walked out into the sunlight. He took her hand immediately, making her smile a little on the outside, and a lot on the inside. “How should we.