I only wish..."The man placed his hand over hers and squeezed gently."I know, ma chère, I know, but Henri thought he was doing the right thing when h... enlisted. We have been over this many times. God simply wished to call him home. As much as we needed him with us, God needed him more." Somehow it still seems so unfair. I bore him within my womb for nine months, went through the pain of his birth, we raised him through the scraped knees and bloody noses, only for him to die just as he becomes a. Whimpering, Wanda pulled the petals of her delicate-lips open, the vivid red of her nail polish like an explanation point against the bubble gum pink of her pussy. Her clit was so fat and erect that its tip poked up like a pencil eraser, rising far beyond the dark folds of her clit hood. Unable to resist the sight, I started teasing her by rubbing the head around her clit. Just as I started to slide inside her, Wanda wrapped her legs around my waist pulling me deeply inside her. She was very. With that thought, I glanced over at my Mom who was walking past, giving me a smile to encourage me that everything would be all right. Dad on the other hand was sitting back and watching the news on TV, pretending that there was nothing unusual going on. For a moment, I wondered if I might be like my Mom, turning into a tiger under the full moon. She always looked unbelievable... and ferocious when she was like that. It would definitely be cool to turn into something like that, though what. Still, it would be a lot of attention - a walking mummy in the middle of the day.The second was a ballerina costume, complete with white gloves and tights. The tutu was poofy and designed not to stay down, which would not have been a problem with the leotard itself was not broken. Without the ability to stretch well, it would sit on Darcey like a tight black tank top. Not only would it look weird, but the tutu only covered a few inches of her thigh, and she had nothing underneath to work.