She got up on my chest and told me to stick out my tongue. As soon as my tongue was out she planted her hairy snatch right onto my face and started to...slowly grind on my tongue. I started to lap up her wet pussy as I was being smothered by the weight and her scent. She was moaning as she was grinding it against my mouth and nose. Then suddenly I felt her put more of her weight on my head smothering me even more." Oh you like mommys pussy don't you? I'm gonna teach you what happens when you act. I gathered my stuff and headed back to the office. I wasn’t in my office for long before realizing the previous weeks payroll was all screwed up. The guys record their times on paper, just in case the time clock goes screwy, but half of them don’t include their lunch hours or just plain don’t right down their hours. The one that seemed to always be a problem every week was Terry. I had jokingly told him I couldn’t read his chicken scratch and he had gotten better about it, but he still only. It was easy to see why children ran awayscreaming - her face really was like some creation from a horror movie."So perhaps you should tell me what you're doing here." I pointed down ather wrist. "And why you have a piece of string tied around your wrist."It was her turn to pause for a little while, before nodding, and saying,"The string was to make certain that I couldn't let go of my suitcase."Then she took her small suitcase and laid it on its back, prior toopening. She unzipped it and threw. Yet, he and only he knew where he was at the moment. He trampled and shoveled a path to taxi the plane away from the riverbed and into the trees where it wouldn't be spotted from the air. There was a moose near the cabin and Duncan killed it just before dark with a rifle from the plane. Now he would have meat for several weeks anyway if the wolves didn't find it overnight before he could butcher it.Of course hiding out, Duncan was nowhere near the funerals for the two victims. In reality,.