She gripped the hilt in her hand, her right hand high near the guard and the left lower. The hilt was sized seemingly perfect in her hand. She then re...embered him telling the craftsman to retool the hilt slightly smaller in diameter. As she turned it in her hands, she noticed the butt of the hilt. It contained Goran’s symbol and the braided hair from her head and sparkling jewels he requested. It felt like a fine weapon but the marking of his symbol seemed to make it his and not a gift as he. ?As Bianca unzipped his ass flap, doused his pucker with lube and beganopening him up with her fingers, Alice pulled one of her comfy readingchairs close to the bed. She plopped down in it, sighing contently andslipping one latex clad hand down her leather pants.?Fuck him until you fill his bitch ass with cum, Bianca! Then make himsuck you off until you blow a load in his throat. After that, repeatuntil I tell you to stop.??Thank you, Miss Alice. I will enjoy this task immensely.?Alice began. I don’t know how I’m going to die, but however it happens, don’t blame yourself.How can I not blame myself? If I had been the one in the gunner’s hatch, or if I’d kept my eyes on the road, instead of allowing Anderson to goad me, or if I’d tended to his wounds quicker, he might still be here today. His death is on my shoulders. I know my wife will be taken care of, but I want you to deliver my other letter to her. It’ll be hard enough on her as it is, but I know you will make things easier. Get under the covers with me," I ordered."But Ho-Ho," Richie complained weakly as he complied, plastering his cold skin against my bare chest.I shivered as I checked the time, then said "Dang, Richie... It's only five o'clock. You'll never get dad out of bed this early." I been good for Ho-Ho," Richie said, looking up at me with sparkles in his eyes. "I saw. Ho-Ho was here." Did you see... Lots of pretty boxes?" Uh-huh." And the big red socks all full with candy?" Uh-huh. And Ho-Ho ate his.