My legssubconsciously crossed at the ankles and went to the side as I wastrained to do. I then felt the plane shake for a while. I looked at theworrie... faces of the passengers. While turbulence usually worried me,my recent experiences made me no longer afraid of death. I almost feltas if I'd welcome it.When were allowed to get up, I walked around the cabin and tried torelieve the passengers anxiety. As I was getting someone a drink, wehit an unexpected rough patch, and I nearly toppled over in. “What I got, what’s most important, is a friend. A best friend, who’s helped me through so many bad times.”“You’ve really changed, you know that?”I smiled. “Perhaps, but what I said is true. Please don’t get me wrong, I haven’t forgotten the other part. It’s just that compared to having your friendship, everything else pales.”She smiled and nodded. We ate our ice cream and headed back to her parents’ house. After Bethany checked on Nicholas, we went to her room. As was our custom, I changed in. The mites missed their Dad greatly, had been traumatised by his premature death in hospital three months previously. There were nights when all three of them ended up in her bed after nightmares, weeping in their loss, and irrationally fearful that their Mummy might follow him. Having their Gran stay for a bit had lifted them, as she hoped Sandy’s visit would too. She was desperate for them to like him, and for him to like them. She was optimistic on both counts, had met his grown children,. He didn't move or squirm. 'it tastes so good baby'he took off he's glove and she felt the hugest ,hot cock head stroking her hair out her face 'WW..... WHAT THE!!!' he plowed he's tasty dick deep down her throat once again bobbing up against the back of her throat was sending slamming messages to her pussy. she could feel it oozing pussy cream in her pants, her jeans puddled.This cock rammed and massaging her. She grabs her pussy on top of her jeans. 'mmm FUCK'just then she hears like a seal.