She hadn't wished for all of this. Truly it was a dream come true, butit wasn't the dream or the wish she held in her heart as she blew outthe candles... She had wished to hold her daughter in her arms. She hadwished for her Molly to be released from her prison and to come home.Tears welled in the young woman's eyes, as she had been given everythingshe had ever wanted, except the one thing she wanted most. She had beengiven a life that spared her years of childhood and adolescent pain,. **** I’m waiting. I’ve waited six long unbearable hours, my temper slowly smouldering. Nothing! Nada! No phone call, no e-mail, not even a text message! For some unfathomable reason you’ve ignored me and now my mood is dark and dangerous. I’m a powder keg ready to explode and I’m so volatile that not even Guy Fawkes would dare come near me. Unfortunately my temper isn’t the only thing that’s been steadily increasing. The wanton desire I woke up with this morning, was unbearable when I sent. It was so intense, this large and very hard cock slowly fucking you with me watching as I stroked my cock. You forgot about him as a stranger and I saw you begin thrusting more powerfully onto him, your body moving with him. It was so erotic, this scene right out of a hard-core movie. This stranger was having his way with you, taking you hard with me watching, doing nothing but observing this stranger fucking you, seeing him doing it to you. The way you were turned, with your legs and thighs. Martin looked into my eyes and we moved forward and began a deep kiss. We kissed deeply and our tongues lashed. I had been looking forward to this for years but never thought it could possibly come true. Martin lied back and I was on top of him with my thigh rubbing his now rock hard cock through his tiny speedos.Just as we lied down on the bed, we didn’t notice but, Kyle had walked into the doorway. It must have been an amazing sight the two of us making out on the bed in nothing more than our.