Trust me when I say it, this is EXACTLY how it happened:.What the fuck is up you buttercups, it’s ya boy Kenny, back at it again with another story ...or ya’ll. It’s been just under a year since my first one but, nonetheless, hope you enjoy reading as much as I love sucking haha.19/04/18 - Thursday.Fuck, don’t you just hate getting sick? I’ve been hit hard with it ALL too; sore and choked up throat, blocked nose, runny nose and a terrible fever…Naturally the only thing to do was to lay in bed and. “Damn it, Callie, am I just a piece of meat to you?” I teasingly chided her, but she shrugged and laughed at me.“Honey, right now, you’re yummier than a T-bone steak to me!” Callie confessed as she rode me with an almost obsessive drive to milk me dry of my cum.“I’d have to agree with that myself,” Mom spoke up as she returned to bed next to me and started kissing my chest while Callie impaled herself on my cock.“Yeah, bro, you should know by now that we’re insatiable!” Tricia informed me as. I just hope you know that the punishment for what you did..is death..." He said."Just face it....you lost...you are a maniac and you are going to jail.." I said taking a feel steps back."Oh please...and who's gonna get me...?You? Alex? Mark? Don't make me LAUGH!" He screamed running against me trying to stab me, I lost balance and fell on the ground..."Hey...get up!" He screamed kicking me on the stomach..."Get up!" He screamed again...I gazed at my arm, the blood in such a short time had. He went to his son, “Jesus can you take us and the dead riders to God?”“Sure Papa.” Jesus answered, “Everyone takes a deep breath.” In a second they were on the railing on the west side of the sun. Poncho stood behind his son and wrapped him up in a hug as they watched the riders go toward the sun and explode.“I am very proud of you.” Poncho shared.“Thanks, papa,” Jesus responded.“You did good shooting that man. If you had not, he may have hurt one or more of our friends and neighbors.” Poncho.