The car is a most lethal weapon of mass destruction and nothing is being done about this carnage. Sorry, I’m just so angry. He was only 42. I wa... shocked when I saw Allan’s son at the funeral service. I haven’t seen the boy for at least 4 years. He’s 16 now and is a ringer for his dad. Is it me, or are kids maturing much more quickly these days? I must be getting old. Even policemen look far too young. Paul and I didn’t attend the wake. I couldn’t bear seeing anymore of Allan’s. I opened my mouth and with my warm tongue I licked along the length of Tim’s cock. He was so hard, like steel. He let out soft, approving moans as I ran my tongue up and down his cock. Finally…I took him into my mouth. He had been leaking pre-cum like a leaky faucet. I was sure to savor the taste of his pre-cum and paid extra attention to the head of his cock when I took him into my mouth. I had half of Tim’s cock in my mouth. I began to slowly savor the taste of his manhood. Tim was hot,. And how do they "do it" A bit embarassed by this she starts gathering the things for my nails. Dancing around the question. This turned up the heat it my virgin panties. She sits on the bed and holds her hand out, a simple, innocent gesture. But I reach for the towel. I pull it loose and her perfect small breast pops into view. Her pussy was bushy, and her skin smooth like butter. She stood up on the bed, towering over me. And without a word, walk right up to my face. Her pussy was inches above. Meer Kass had been a pilot and a freelance runner; she still owned her own ship, and now shared in the Merchant House's profits as a very young but very respected associate. She had managed to carve herself a career in a risky and demanding field, and had grown rich doing it. She'd earned the Salariki honorific "Meer" at an unusually young age, and was commonly known to have sufficient independent capital to match or exceed her Merchant House salary. She was usually subtle about it, but she.