. hell, I wish I understood everything I knew about it! Or even knew everything I knew about it! She spoke first."I don't understand. We are supposed ...o be the remnants of an ancient, long dead civilization, probably not even from this world. I know you and I are not keeping these areas functioning, nor are we keeping these lights lit on the maps. Yet we are supposedly the most powerful beings left of that race, except maybe Bandor, and this area does not have his aura about it." She stopped. Now I was being forced to contemplate death. So thinking, my consciousness slipped away and I knew no more.Obviously, I pulled through or I wouldn't be able to write down this tale. The bullet turned out to be a .22 caliber long. It had been fired, as near as the cops could figure, from one of the hills overlooking the Interstate - a completely random act. The bullet had sliced neatly through my right lung and had exited out my back, lodging in the car seat behind me where the cops were able to. There was something especially erotic about him lying there on his back with those shorts stretched at his knees.She licked her lips, tasting the wetness from kissing his cock as he sat on his bunk. She felt the urge to lower her face, kiss it again, lick at the head, swirl her tongue around it and lap his piss hole. She resisted the urge, not wanting to startle her son with such a thing. She rubbed her pussy, excited because he was watching her do it, and she pumped at his throbbing cock with. . . Slowly started moving her sweet hand towards my cock!I understood the game. MY tool started to raise fast, thinking of MIL and then V. I was still / blank for some time. MIL was rubbing her hands over my Bermuda – MIL was talking something – I could not notice it. I was enjoying the special scene. My own MIL is seducing ME – THAT TOO IN FRONT OF HER FRIEND!. .. .my tool got up fully, making a tent of Bermuda. MIL rubbed it over my Bermuda. I was really in could 9!… Haa. . .what a scene… You.