Now I can’t have children. Part of me is dead. It’s easier if all of me dies.’ Angus longed to take her in his arms, to rock her, to comfort her... to take away the pain. Instead he murmured, ‘Death won’t end your problems, Jeanette. You’ll just have tae work them out next time around. You’re still alive, so anything might happen to change things for the better.’ ‘Nothing will change.’ ‘It already has. I’m here.’ ‘Will you shut up?’ Jeanette railed at him, holding her hands over her ears to. I laughed. So did Mary. “I fail to see the humor in that. You must have an unusual kitchen. The background looks suspiciously like drapes. You are so focused on this tiny detail of reflection that you’ve missed the setting. Open your eyes further and capture the scene, not just the detail.”Shit! He’s absolutely right. After all the work I’d done to capture the depth and reflection in the blood, the knife blades, the kettle, I’d pretty much run out of time and blanked in the background so my. .. doesn't need it he's very fit for his age, walks miles everyday"I had many questions, Sarah answering them all in detail and when I asked what he looked like she pulled the car over and got her phone out."I was going to tell you tonight anyway so I took this picture yesterday, I can delete it after you've had a look" The photo was a selfie with her and Albert smiling faces, bertie is a handsome chap, looking very distinguished, nice smile, kind blue eyes, clean shaven, his grey hair is. “Aaahhhhh.. Fuckkkkk meee fuck my pussyyyy.”She bit her lips sexily. Soon, she clasped her legs together and pushed the carrot deep inside of her. Her hips bucked involuntarily and I knew she had reached an orgasm. She turned to the side, facing me and her MILF boobs began sagging on the sides, making a huge cleavage.Mom slowly recovered from her sexual trance and opened her eyes, only to find me, her only son, staring at her from the edge of her bedroom! The calm, satisfied look was soon.