No tears of regret. Leaning down, she whispered close to his ear, ‘It’s me father. I’m here beside you.’ His eyes fluttered and finally manage... to open halfway. She could tell he wasn’t looking at her. She thought he might not be seeing anything at all. A putrid odor preceded a wet soggy sound and she moved her ear quickly over his mouth to try and catch his words. A second attempt brought a mumble and some pink spittle that landed on her cheek to slide slowly toward her chin. No move was made. All of a sudden, Andy excused herself from her seat to head for the bathroom. When she didn't come back for a while, Kaley went to go investigate. She quietly went into the bathroom, and could hear someone in one of the stalls. She snuck into the stall two doors down from the other woman in order to not be seen. Kaley could hear this other woman moaning and what sounded like fingering herself. All of a sudden, she could hear this woman screaming, "KALEY!!!!!!!! FUCK ME HARDER KALEY!!!!! RIGHT. ”“I’ll be there. Where? I would be glad to pick you up.”“No, it’s at the First Methodist Church. Do you know where that is?”“No, but I will find it. Miz Garmin will help me. She wouldn’t let me miss meeting you there.”She laughed again. “We’ll see if you’re serious. Tonight at seven, then.”“I’ll be there.”I cleaned up though wasn’t dirty previously. I grabbed my Bible. I had it and read it. I found that my faith had been a mainstay for me, particularly since no longer being with Christine. We. Two men held her suspended by her arms against the glass. Another held her up by her hips and was thrusting a large cock in her cunt from behind. In and out. The warm water cascaded off her back. She could feel his cock harden then release a load into her. Deep inside her. A warm load. It was like sitting on a hose she thought. Casey loved getting fucked. Who was next she wondered? Another guy entered her from behind. This time it was in her asshole. He was rough. He grabbed her.