Standing on the stage before everyone present on the farm is Eris and her brother. They are dressed almost regally as if they were royalty and not jus... the heads of the family.“I promise you, we will find the twins,” Eris says, her eyes scanning the crowd as if she is looking at each and every one present individually. “When we find them, we will get our justice.”Cheers erupt through the crowd. Eris can pick out a few booing, but they will come around and support her like they did her mother or. . hit her like a storm. She wanted to feel that tongue of his against her somewhere else. It would feel a thousand times more wonderful if he'd do it there. She managed to slip her mouth to the side."Will you... you know... kiss me first... down there!" She was panting so hard she could hardly get the words out.Wilson eased her buxom, naked body to the bed and spread her heavy legs apart. Kneeling over her, his tongue divided the swollen lips of her pussy and she choked a cry of pleasure, her. She broke the kiss off and slapped me and told me what the hell was I doing. I said I love you. She said no. It is not a time for all this.I promised her that I won’t hurt her anymore and will be out of sight if she ever wanted that. She told you’re my nephew you can come here anytime. But this is not what I need now as I have a miscarriage that too from you. I said I know I am such a wimp and never thought of you getting pregnant. But the last thing I need is this. For both of us. She started. He pulled up next to the white 1965 Shelby GT 350 and gave an appreciative whistle. Stepping out of his car he slowly walked around the ivory beauty. The driver side window was left down giving him a perfect view of the inside. Black leather bucket seats, wood grained steering wheel and instrument panel. No backseat. Defiantly not a car meant for children. Walking towards the back of the car he saw the classic pony and Mustang emblem blazed on the fuel door.Giving the classic beauty one last.