'You can do this. They will not break you.Maybe you're not who you were, but you are who you are.' The questionwas who was that?-------------------I... was Sunday morning. I looked at the weather report. It was 45degrees and sunny. I had hoped for a freak hurricane that wouldprevent her from coming in. It just needed to hit Rockland County andthe city; I didn't want to spoil the Giants game. I tried to imaginemy father grilling Danny over the baby and had to laugh."Are you sure you don't. .." gasped one man on seeing me. His face instantly went pale and I knew from the way he was looking at me that I must look horrible. Inwardly I smiled at that."Shut up," I told him and his companion, "or I'll kill you both where you're standing."Both men gasped at that threat and to help them get the point, I brandished my hatchet about in my right hand, making a few swipes in air with the weapon. Regrettably the chamber in which they were standing had a low ceiling and it made the use of my. “They’re no different than anyplace else, and the whole basis of Christianity is forgiveness and acceptance.”“Not from what I’ve seen,” Betty griped.“Being Christian doesn’t make anyone perfect, but at least they try to be forgiving, which is better than a lot of people.”Meg clutched her mother’s arm. “Look at all the hats. Can I get a hat like that? I’ve never seen so many pretty hats.”“Just wait until you hear them sing,” Phil warned. “You’ll love it, Abe and your mother, not so much.”“What’s. “Gretchen,” Jen says simply and Gretchen slides off my face and Jen takes her place.I moan as Jen’s filled cunt presses against my face the taste of the two of us is almost too much for me to bare and I know I’m going to cum again. As if it was anticipated I feel Gretchen’s mouth close over my cock just a moment before I spray more spunk. She moans as she swallows every drop and sucks me hard again. I feel one leg released and my hips are rolled to their side, I’m confused until I feel Amy’s.