The unfinished business. I mentioned the wedding at the beginning, but I also mentioned my mother getting sick. The wedding happened in this story's p...esent: the late spring of 2012, but my mother getting sick happened ten years before, and that's what led to the unfinished business. It was Friday, a couple days before graduation. I'd known Bradley since freshman orientation. We were close. We argued at times, which is how we knew that if we wanted to get closer it might work. There was enough. I can understand things about them that they might not be aware of. I use that information. Except for you, I can hardly read you at all, except to know that I should trust you. Other than that, you're an enigma to me. Maybe I understand why now, you're not quite human, are you?" I still have enough of my humanity left to believe in you. You use the information you read from people, but you don't prey on the weak. You prey on those who believe they're the predators. Just because you take great. His cock was not so long; but it looked thicker and harder than Peter’s own. This second guy asked if he could fuck my wife from behind…I helped him to turn Ana on her belly and Michael mounted onto her back.Anita screamed as she felt that thick cock entering her horny cunt. She gasped loud as the guy shoved himself a bit more. He worked it more and more, until he was up to the hilt. He then began fucking my wife hard. She kept begging to be fucked as he pounded her cunt with no mercy.Michael. Sharon sat down heavily, draped Tifa overher legs, then began spanking the elf girl sharplyacross the buttocks. Tifa squeaked with each skinsearing slap, but Gwena reveled in the pain, the oldwoman’s punishing touch sent shivers of delight over theelf girl’s ass and up her spine. Fresh juices slid outof Tifa’s pussy to fall against Sharon’s upper legs.“Wicked, lustful child!” exclaimed Sharon, her eyesshocked and dismayed at the sight of Tifa’s.