She never meant anything. How could she mean she loved us if she was in Sheridan getting high? How could she mean she loved me if she didn’t tell yo... about me? I’m glad she’s dead.’ Sobbing at the end of her tirade, Annie pressed her face into Kendall’s side. ‘I’m sorry.’ Kendall smoothed her hand over Annie’s curls. ‘It’s okay. We’re here, and we love you.’ ‘You do?’ ‘You bet we do. You’re ours, little girl. Forever,’ Reid reassured his daughter. As much as he wanted to push for more. " She giggled and looked down blushing. She looked up again and asked, "What's your name?" "Matt." "Oh cool. Nice to meet you Matt." "Nice to meet you too Abby. Where you off to?" "I'm headed to Phoenix with my friends over there." "Oh fun. Listen I want to hear more and get to know you better but this is my stop. Wanna get a quick bite to eat then you can go on your trip?" "Hmm...yeah sure why not!" "Awesome come on there is a Subway right there." We got off the train and walked over to. Until she moved in he never knew that a woman might actually enjoy doing things in the kitchen. His mother hated cooking, cleaning, anything domestic. Her favorite saying was, ‘Every damn day you people get hungry!’ But his woman, this woman put music on and danced her way through her chores. She got into it and she played it loud. Those hips, they had a life of their own. And a smile, always a smile. Jim leaned against another car in his driveway, fingers. I climbed onto the bed and rested myself between her knees. As she continued staring at the computer and fingering herself I took my hand and began caressing the inside of her thigh, quickly making my way to the top. Much like she had lightly caressed my balls earlier while I masturbated, I lightly ran my finger along the outside of one lip, almost tickling. I stretched up farther and began placing kisses along her thigh, retracing my fingers. When I reached about an inch from her pussy, I.