" I already feel it," Myla gasped, surprised at how rapidly her sexual need was joining with the agonizing pain in her belly. The pain wasn't going aw...y, but it no longer demanded all her attention. She wanted the arrow out of her belly, but she also really needed to be fucked. She looked up to see Tony standing there watching the two girls. His tight jeans hid nothing of his desire as he gazed down at them."Will you fuck me before I die?" Myla asked, astounded at the ease with which she. The thing I noticed was her body was amazing, shown off with her small pink bikini. She was jumping up and down with excitement, and I was watching her boobs bouncing with her. She got some nice size knockers. Taking my head out of lust mode, I grabbed my bags and went inside. She was asking if the wife was ok, and she hoped that she didn't hate her. Once I got settled in, Jackie took me on a tour of the house, showing all her pictures of my two nephews, Jack and Jake....i know its a J thing I. When it snapped on, Stacey shrieked loudly, which then got louder exponentially as it was tightened. Ignoring the bubbling of spit from her gag, Irina quickly applied the other on, issuing more screams. She stepped back, leaning against the table as Stacey went through the usual frenzy of squirming and thrashing her head. She had begun to cry again, new tears following the dark mascara trails from earlier.Eventually, her frantic jerking subsided as the initial fire of the clips turned to a low,. )Part 1: IntroductionOne day I woke up and decided it would be my last morning. Nothing was different. Nothing had changed. I was simply sick of waking up and finding myself stuck in this tired life.I drug myself out of bed and got dressed, wondering all the while about how to spend my last day. For someone like me, I guess there wasn’t much choice. I’d spend it like I spent every other: alone with my camera, one last time.I hefted my trusty camera from its place amongst the junk on my dresser.