It looks a lot like the pictures on TV of the houses in Gaza." Yeah a little," she agreed."I'm not going bulldoze it alright. I expect that the county...turned off the water. I will have to get a plumber in again to isolate the house lines then turn the water back on."I need to check the power to my apartment. You want to see where I live?" Roger asked."Sure," Hillary said."The place is going to be a mess," Roger said. "But just pull on down to the end of the drive.A stand of pine trees. She considered me her closest friend in addition to her brother of course.Couple of years flew by and I was blessed with a daughter. My wife was a loving lady who took care of me, my family and life was just perfect… and it then turned for the better…Christmas night of 2010. I was visiting my sister in London. It had been over a year that we had seen each other, and she was very happy. That night, as we sat together on a couch watching TV, we were busy talking to each other more than watching.. Slowly things came into focus. I could almost recognize the man. He was... was..."Welcome back to the living, John." Snap. Suddenly my brain shifted into gear and I recognized Doc Hooper. I tried to reply but nothing came out but an 'Urk.' He came closer. "Wait. You're still intubated." His hands got too close to focus on, then I had a sudden urge to gag, then a mess of plastic pulled away from my face. "Try it now."I managed to grunt out the words, "What? Where?"He was checking. I want you inside me,” she cooed. She got up, lifted her skirt and straddled me. I parted her swollen labia and let her sink down onto me. She was wet, very wet, and my cock sank deep inside her. “Oh yes. That’s what I want!” she exclaimed as her hips settled over me. Her heat surrounded my cock in the most wonderful, almost magical way. I had been in a lot of pussies in my youth but Rhea just seemed to fit perfectly. She began moving up and down on my lap, the head of my penis pushing against.