" Write it up and sell it to Paramount. So what does this have to do withme? I take no sides in these petty little post-war disputes," I spat."We need...to get that dildo back, and our family is willing to pay for it.It leaves a hole in our legacy that must not remain empty," she remarkedin a voice that purred like 47 Packard sedan."Listen sister, I know a lot of holes that need filled. Why didn't youreport it to cops?" I shot back.A dark pallor washed over her face. "The cops mustn't know."I. Uske baad mere lund ko kiss kiya.Phir maine unki night nikali ab wo sirf black panty me thi ,kya lagg rahi thi gora badan badi badi boobs uspe black nipples mera lund itna tight ho gaya ki ab lag raha tha phat jaega .Phir unhone mere kapde utare.Mai nude ho chuka tha par maa abhi bhi panty me thi unhe panty nikalne me sharm aa rahi thi .Par maine zid kark unki panty nikal .Unki chut jaise jannat bilkul unke hotho jaise gulabi clean shaved ,,aisa lag raha tha aaj shave kiya ho.Maine unki chut pe. "He hit the door again, widening the hole. "You can't send me away, I need you. You gotta help me." He reached in and flipped the security latch open, then rattled the door again. Grunting in frustration, he slammed the hammer against the deadbolt. The cheap pine frame shattered and the metal hardware flew across the room. The door swung open. Ray stood there panting, covered in blood. A small body lay on the ground next to him. The girl's blond hair was matted with blood and her pink nightgown. Knowing I had a date with Cindy next week made things better and I wasable to write again. I was a tad disappointed that she didn't mention thenew outfit, but I had a date and I was so happy. Chloe called and I toldher it was over, that I did have someone else and she slammed the phonedown. I wasn't upset; I had a date with a real woman, not some petitegirl.Next week came and I had lunch prepared. We made small talk and I wasthrilled. I remembered that I had always been jealous of Dawn for.