"My father used to take him canned goods, fresh bread, and other things he thought might help old Bone get along better, but until the day he died, we...never set on eyes on him, again."Tom looked at me after concluding his story, and said, "Noah, I see some of Bone in you, son. You have a kind, gentle exterior, but I suspect you are the meanest son-of-a-bitch that ever lived if you have to be, and that is a compliment, son, not a criticism."He had no idea..."I can see you don't wish to discuss. I could see she was almost at her limit as to how much she could take. I was actually rooting her on, wanting to see her take even more of his meaty black pole into her mouth.I watched as her cheeks moved in and out. She was sucking all of him that was in her. Charlie's fingers clenched the sheets. I bet he never had a blowjob like my hot little wife was giving him.She slid his cock out so just it's tip was inside her mouth and sucked it back and forth between her lips once more. I snapped. They brought punana into the house and inspected its body, poking and probing and testing and came to a decision. The next day, Doctor Tom brought punana to the surgery room and spent several hours rebuilding punana's vagina. When punana was allowed to look at itself after several weeks of recovery, it broke down crying and they had to sedate it. The Doctor had replaced punana's vagina with a mare's vagina. It slips were big, loose, dark brown and swollen and the passage was deeper and wider. There was a discussion about NATO progress in adding troops and expansion.Wednesday night there was an official reception and another meet and greet. It was much more laid back than the last one I did here. This time there were the usual VIPs and prestigious French individuals.I did get a long private talk with Louis about the terrorists still held at Matador. The powers to be were happy with the declining cost but never asked why.I did find out that Vicky, Ching Lee, Andy and several of his.