She ignored the pain. If she was going to live, she had to cum. Nothing else mattered.She closed her mind to every distraction, focusing on that one g...al: to cum and live! to cum and live! to cum and--Then she was cuming, harder than she had ever cummed with Brad. Harder than she had ever cummed in her whole life. She felt Logan’s cock swell and jerk spasmodically, swelling in her belly. Hot gushes of cum spurted into her, filling her. Cum oozed out of her cunt and trickled down to her asshole,. .” Lynette softly said as her face turned another shade of red.“Michael,” Cathy said with false indignation in her voice. “Upstairs in your bathroom, you really could have gotten in big trouble, or given your parents an immediate reason to dislike Lynette ... if they found out. I guess your head injury kept you from thinking, huh?”“He probably wasn’t thinking with that head, anyways,” Paul fired out.“Paul!” his sister shouted at him.“Enough. It’s all good,” I finally said as this story was. He and Jonas were assigned to the James County Nine car, and were working the afternoon watch, which ran from eleven in the morning until six in the afternoon. The domestic dispute, which was at a location only too familiar to the deputies, didn’t turn out to be much. Both the husband and wife were drunk, so Luke and Jonas settled things down for the day by taking the husband into protective custody and transporting him to a local de-tox center. ‘Well, that was easy,’ Jonas said as they drove. Sarah had always intended to go back and finish her degree but somehow the time was never right. Two kids and a husband to care for were quite enough to keep her busy. Then when the kids were grown and moved away, Charlie began exhibiting the telltale symptoms of the terrible disease and her every moment became focused on him as his condition slowly but inevitably worsened. Both kids were married with families of their own, Susan in Chicago and Brent in Atlanta. That far away meant reunions.