She wondered if there’d be a Heaven or afterlife like she’d heard some people believed. If she’d see her aborted baby in Heaven. Who that baby w...uld have been, a boy, a girl? A person like her?“I’m not a monster,” she wrote, “I did what they’re doing to me. If it’s justice, it’s justice. If it’s murder, it’s murder. It’s whatever it is. It couldn’t have been worse... “I brought shame to my family. There’s nothing I can do to make up for that. But I believe my death will end much of their. Last week this new found fetish went a little further when the lawyer met me in a restaurant parking lot to show me a video he made of himself jacking off onto my wife's sexy little blue bikini string panties....at first I was hesitant, but my curiosity got the better of me and I went anyway. As it turned out it was rather cool. He had made a copy of her picture and enlarged it for the video in which he taped himself jacking off and shooting his load all over her crotch in the photo. Then he. I scream as he hammers into me, gripping my thighs tightly and pulling my left nipple between his lips. He bites down and I scream again, wrapping my legs around him as his huge cock slides in an out of me with such dangerous abandon that I fear, any moment now, I could die from the pleasure of it.My pleasure builds still more until, like watching a glass full to the brim take one last drop of water, the hot, burning lava inside me spills over and I convulse painfully around him, arching from. The quartet made one more stop when just one hour out of Aurora Hills. They were all a bit hot and bothered and needed some fresh air and a stretch. This would put them in a better state of mind before introducing the Miss Nude Janet Rivers and the Miss Nude Rebecca Bartell to the town. They found a grassy field by a stream with a shady tree to park under. Danny spread a picnic rug under the tree for the girls to lie on while he went for a walk with Peter along the water’s edge.The girls rested.