Sirs. This is my grandmother, Catherine Wagner, of Seven Oaks, and her fiancé, Mr. David Combs. I may be the President of Wagner Industries, but it�...s really Grandmother who’s running the show.”Catherine and David chatted only a moment before moving to an empty spot at the other table next to Nicky. While the chatter and laughter continued unabated. It warmed my heart to see everyone so happy. I only wished the others could be here.“The others?” thought Barbara.“Yep! She can hear him,” Vickie. I’ll be home soon as I get my name cleared, but I have to go, mom.” I said.I hung up the phone. I’m going to be a father I thought to myself.Maria from The Bronx was my girlfriend. I met her when I was 17. The day before I turned myself in, I went over her house. I didn’t tell her about the murder I was involved in. We had passionate sex, while a porno played quietly on the TV behind us.I threw her on the bed and climbed on top of her as she unfastened my jeans. We tongue kissed as her warm. She was moving her ass up and down, though, avidly trying to avoid being penetrated.He was enjoying the feel of her squirming under his hands, and he pressed right up against her, leaning down over her back.“You know how much I want to be inside you right now, Liz?” he whispered in her ear. She quit moving under him, and both girls were still, awaiting his next words. “I know you’re a virgin, Liz. Do you want me to be your first?”“Oh, God.” she whispered. “Oh God.” She could feel his big cock. She saw her grab the back brush and watched as she applied soap to it. I wonder if she will use the brush the way I use it, she asked herself? Chantell proceeded to run the brush up and down her back, it was coarseand felt very soothing to her back. She ran the brush across her nipples and was surprised at the sensation that it created. She kept rubbing it back and forth across her nipples. Her pussy was getting very wet. She wondered what it would feel like down there. She put some more.