Anna slid her hand between Bree’s legs to feel that her panties had become damp. Pushing the panties aside, she poked her finger straight inside Bre.... Her pussy was wet and tight and Anna went straight to play with Bree’s G spot. Bree’s body was becoming flushed with how horny this was making her. The windows were fogging up. They needed more room so they crawled into the back seats of the car. The kissing became even more intense and both were passionately caressing each other’s body. They. He could feel the shudders from the orgasm ripple through her body as he ran a free hand over her flat stomach. He stood and brought his lips to hers so she could taste the salty sweetness of her body. He was bent over her naked body, one hand tilting her head to his kisses while the other continued to thrill her body with clever fingers, when a soft knock on the door preceded the entrance of the nurse. Lincoln’s head snapped up with a start, shock and fear coloring his healthy tan into a grey. Hattie and Pete had three kids and Hattie was pregnant again with the fourth. They had two boys to start and the third was a girl. She was the same age as Martha. I thought back sometimes to the day when I had chased Pete off the ranch, but had relented when Hattie found me in town and begged me to let them return to the line shack to live. Such a wise move. I had made other wise moves since the time I had turned on the two men who were about to do Jessie and her grandfather harm. Chet Comstock. He got off the interstate and pulled into a 24-hour truck stop. After emptying his bladder and filling his gas tank, he was about to get into the car when he spotted something weird just off the parking lot. The light barely hit it, but it sure looked like it was a person lying in the brush.He walked over the mostly deserted parking lot to the edge and saw that it was, indeed, a person. A person who seemed to be dead. A person wearing a green robe who seemed to be dead. What. The. Hell? He was.