She pulled me into her, like a child."That's a good girl. Ooh, your little pussy prick is all hard as a rock. Andyou've got cum all over your dirty pa...ties. Let's give this little fella someair."Her beautiful hand was extracting my white hot dick from the panties."Are you close, Honey?" Oh yes, Mrs. D'Amato. So close." Well, Mama's gonna take care of that. Then we're going to play somemore."Her slender fingers with blood red nail polish were wrapped around myhot poker. I knew that I was going. “I’m not sure where you went to buy groceries this time, but if you will, go through town and trade at Cummins’ Grocery next time. I’m very good friends with them, and when you meet Bailey Cummins, you’ll see why.”“You’re spoiling me, Josey. Sayala counted that money and there’s still over thirty thousand in there,”“Good, let me know when you need more. I plan to have all our business meetings over here in the future and you’ll be asked to help make our guests welcome and keep them well fed.”He. But we kept painting.We were working on a picture of an old woman in her tent. I’d only met her once, but I knew her. She’d died in the fire. That wasn’t what we were painting, though. In the image we were working on, the old woman was reading a book by the light cast from an oil lamp. She looked peaceful and happy. It was what I hoped the afterlife had in store for her if there was one.Two or three times we had to lower our lift and step out in the field to get a good view of the wall. We used. Ifother fans wish to create other timelines, we will assist you in postingyour timelines, within reasonable constraints.-- Whodibah FansChapter 14"Jordan!" Angela cried out, surprised. "Your voice! It's so beautiful!"'What is she talking about?' Jordan wondered, confused. 'This is just mynormal voice.'"Why thank you, Angela," Jordan said, deciding it was better to go alongthan question his friend."I guess you must have had the beginnings of the cold ever since we firstmet," Angela surmised..