"I'll see you later, dad. Bye." ... Again she planted wet kisses on my lips and on my neck. Tired or not I couldn't contain myself. I guess one more time couldn't hurt before dad arrived. "I want you", said Cynthia, "I need you inside me. Fuck me. I want you to fuck me." . Also therewere second collision injuries: the emotional whiplash was horrible.Ally ran towards a different door.Larry grabbed his youngest and picked him up as he called to his middlechild, "Get back here now, T. K."T. K. shuffled back into the room; his steps implied remorse but his facestill showed anger and disappointment.As soon as the door opened Grace started, "How dare you hurt othersbecause of your frustration. Ally did nothing to you!"T. K. said, "I didn't hurt him..." What?" Grace. I always did the night before I started a morning tour. The fear of over sleeping was alway in the back of my mind. I left a call at the office for 5:30AM but I also set my clock for 5AM.I awoke with the clock's buzzing sound in my ear. It was probably a good thing I didn't sleep with my weapon under the pillow.Instead of heading to the shower, I put on the fleece running suit, the light weight parka and my ski mask and headed off to run for a half hour. I didn't bother to explain to the night. Reaching behind to unclasp my bra, I locked eyes with his. I very slowly allowed my straps to fall loose, my fingers spreading teasingly over the soft cups delaying the big reveal.Stu licked his lips, his eyes burning into mine, silently imploring me to let him see my beauties. Finally, I let the bra fall, my large breasts spilling out, revealing my firm dark-tipped nipples.Stu's jaw hung open, as his left hand slid unconsciously to his straining erection. I watched transfixed as he gripped.