I don't want her mad, I want her thinking about all the advantages she'd have by going along with this." She seemed upset that none of the rest of us ...re reacting like she did. I think she's afraid you might decide to just go ahead without her. She still loves you, Kenny. I'm starting to think she had her own plans for you, and this thing of yours is a big, unwelcome, surprise." What kind of plans? She's been telling me to keep away from her, to not even speak with her. I don't think that's. ” Jenny turnedaround and showed methat beautiful booty, thethong strip went downinto the crack of her ass.Exposed were her whitecreamy globes that madeup her gorgeous ass. Ithought to myself, this isan ass that was made forblack cock as I visionmyself fucking it frombehind, my hands on herhips pulling that booty onand off my black cock. Istarted rubbing her assand Jenny bent over andtouched her knees givingme a full view. Then shesaid, “Does it look okay?”As I stood up, I told her,“Jenny you. Adams however, is not entirely convinced. Typical! He says he would like to examine me and asks me to lie on the bed. I reluctantly comply, thinking this completely unnecessary. I lay down on my back as Dr. Adams approaches me. He seems to linger beside me for quite some time before pulling out his stethoscope, which he tells me he is going to use to examine my chest. He carefully places it below my neckline, remaining very silent as he hovers above me. Lying there, outstretched on the bed, I. I approach Glen and offer, "Do you need any help with what you're doing?"Glen replies, "Nae thenk ye, we shoods be dain buryin' Evelyn's bitts in puckle moments."I think for a moment, figure that bitts is boots and then ask, "Why are you burying her boots?"Hammer replies, "We bury 'er bitts sae 'er ghost cannae donner around."Thom asks, "Are you going to bury Megan's boots?"Glen growls, "Nae feckin' way, 'er ghost can spend eternity walkin' aroond th' earth. Tis fittine tae pay fur whit she did.