I believe you can make me whole.See my tongue, I can hardly talk.”Snowflakes had turned into ice crystals which fell from her pounding fist and shat...ered as they hit the ground. Snow Angel’s eyes were locked on the cross hanging at the front of the chapel. She stared at the cross with a growing fury, and her singing turned into a rasping shout.“See my skin, I’m a mass of blood!See my legs, I can hardly stand!I believe you can make me well!See my purse, I’m a poor, poor man!”Ice grew over the. As he looked his brain did not conceive to what his eyes were seeing. The figure in front of him in fact looked exactly like his deceased wife, but he knew it was not possible. She was dressed in the same white gown as the mystery woman from the banquet. Her curly blonde hair flowed over her shoulders. The dim lights from the street enveloped her curvy figure. She neared and he could see the glow of her blue eyes. He rose to his knees and crawled toward her. She raised her hand and signaled him. My loving hubby rubbed my neck and my back down to reach my buttocks.Then he paused and told Tom he would go inside for making a call to his Boss; it was something important and he had almost forgotten it… He handed the lotion to his friend.Victor went inside the house and then Bill looked at me, guessing if now it was his job…He poured some liquid in his hand and knelt on the grass beside me, beginning to rub my legs and my feet.I protested, saying his hands were cold.He smiled back, saying he. But, I wanted to take my time, so I started my licking at his left knee. He stood there, while I applied kitten-laps to his loins. My hands traveled a few paces behind the licks, as I kneaded his inner thighs. Twirl-tonguing his silky chocolate jewels undoubtedly aroused his desire to enter my throat. Impatient and hungry, Jon latched his hands to my head tight and pulled me toward the cob. Eager, I took it all in. The sudden impaling caused a slight burn in the corners of my mouth and at the.