The fear in her heart was beginning to cause flashbacks to when her mother told her that her father had passed away. ‘Who was killed?’ Remi sighed... ‘No one is dead. I am sorry if it came out that way. I am just calling because your friend, James Oliver is in the hospital after a bad car accident.’ He knew he was completely screwing up this phone call but lack of sleep and frustration at his superiors was getting the better of him. Angel let out a sigh of relief, ‘Thank God. What hospital?’ she. His smile made me warm and fuzzy, I smiled back and he followed me into the kitchen.‘Wow nice house.’ He said staring around and grazing at everything. ‘Thanks, I guess my parents are into the big eye catching houses.’ I said while laughing. We sat down and I gathered up all the things we needed to go through and we worked which seemed like 1 or even 2 hours before we had a break. I slipped of the bar stool and walked to the fridge, ‘Do you want something to drink?’ I offered. ‘What do you. His balls smacked her arse noisily and he had a fistful of her hair which he held tightly making her back arch downward. She moaned and whimpered from the fucking, totally loving it as her husband jerked his somewhat smaller dick. I heard a guttural groan emitting from my wife followed by a whisper ''.... I'd love His number .... He can come around and stick his cock inside me anytime he fancies.'' she purred. I was lost for words .. it didn't matter because it was made clear to me that I was. “I get that from my Dad, too. Sometimes I rattle off proposed newspaper headlines. I promise they’re really funny in my head.”“Well they seem to lack a little something in translation,” Brock said. “I thought you might be insulting me there for a minute.”Merie punched him on the arm.“When you’ve been insulted, you’ll know it,” she said. “Well, maybe you will. You jock types sometimes are a little slow on the uptake. But if I’ve insulted you and you don’t get it, I promise to try again using.