All were pretty, and had engaging smiles. The three pictures of them with their adoptive parents showed their obvious misery. What was wrong with that...adoption agency? Couldn't they see what was going on?I opened the envelope marked 'Dwyer' and another picture of Carol as a little girl dropped out, along with a copy of an old picture of another teenager. The teenager turned out to be Carol's mother. She had died as a result of injuries sustained in an automobile accident. Carol had not been in. I never saw another man's cock up close like that before, but it reminded me of the kind of closeups you see in porn. I know Tony is no bigger than me, but from where I was looking, his cock looked fat, and juicy, and long, and his balls looked huge. I saw them tighten up against his body, saw the thick vein on the underside of his cock start to throb, and I knew he was pumping an oversize load into my wife's hot little snatch."Oh yeah," he moaned, "you feel that Amy? Fuck, that was amazing!"He. She once had people who loved her, she herself had someone to love but everything changed within a few days. She remembered everything, her father and her elder brother, Mark. They had always been so close to her. Her father was always busy, but whenever he was home, they would spend time together, catching up. Patrick Parker was a successful businessman. He was the president of a shipping company which he had started when he was young and which became among the best in town. After some years,. "Brian, after Denise ... died, Cassie's dad was really kind to me. More than kind. He helped me. I've been going to Cassie's church all summer. That's really when we started to notice each other. But neither of us ever did anything other than talk about how I was healing. Brian, I found Jesus this summer. Or He found me. He saved my life. Literally. I was ready to kill myself. What right did I have to be alive when Denise was dead? I've committed myself to God. In fact, I think I've been called.