Then, they landed and before I could believe my eyes the girls all shrieked, “They found a tiny BABY.”I gaped at Ibera, “Where did it come from?...��Ibera was shaking her head, “We don’t know, but ... just keep watching, Charlie. Ladies, you may not want to see what happens next...”Next, we saw Linda and Bob, as Bob cut a trail, using a machete and his PK, back to their campsite. Nothing dramatic about that ... then, Ibera zoomed, to where Greg and Ed were approaching a cave of some kind.Then I saw. I’m still making it. I make dolls. See,’ Ginny said, as she lifted the doll. ‘It’s a queen doll.’ ‘Why is the queen so sad?’ It was a simple question, but it shot through to Ginny’s very being like a bolt of lightning. She looked at the face of the doll, and indeed, it did look very sad indeed. How could this have happened? This wasn’t how she made her dolls. How could she have painted a sad face on the doll and not have known she was doing it? ‘She’s a queen who led a very sad life, dear.’ It. Once in my room I quick stripped down to my underwear and laid down on the bed. Once my husband walked through the door and saw me he removed all his clothing and I could see his cock was already semi hard as it was growing.He placed kisses up my thighs and when arriving by my groins he removed my g string and went down on me. He licked my wet pussy, sticking his tongue in and out my pussy as well. I moan as I closed my eyes and tried to vision that it was Kyla muffing me. But He soon stopped. This was such a definite attitude from her, though her talking to me like this, her being in control her sex like this, was turning me on."Are we in agreement?" She asked. "Or do you want to just keep it all a fantasy?" May I think about it overnight?" I asked."No! I need to know right now! By tomorrow I may change my mind." She said.The room seemed to be in a whirl. I looked at her. "It is now or never!" She said. I looked at the list, my cock was hard in my pants. I took the pen, looked up at.