The staff was friendly, knowledgeable and fun to talk to. It was a good afternoon.After that we swung by the site of their old house. The slab had bee... scooped clean. Next door, where the house had had a basement, everything had fallen into it. Nothing had been done to that house yet. If the clean slab looked like progress, the house next door was a reminder of all they'd lost. There was no evidence of Dean having done anything beyond get rid of a lot of debris and I wondered if he was having a. Art picked up the phone and dialed the General's suite.Ellen, General Henry Whitworth's first wife, lay on the bed, having regained consciousness from her orgasms. She stared adoringly at her husband as he pounded her sister. Barbara was on her knees, her face buried in a pillow and her ass positioned near the side of the bed as Whitworth, standing behind her, continued to slam his cock up her. She could feel Ellen's love for her as her sister reached out a hand to caress her hair."Finish her,. These are Jacks medals from Vietnam they were sent to his mom and dad but he told them to give them to me for a coward like him deserved no medals, grandma said wiping her eyes. Grandma told us that her and Frank did some checking as he knew someone in the state department at the time. Jack had earned all of these medals. Grandma pointed to a silver star and a bronze star hanging in the display case. Jack received one for acts of heroism and the other for gallantry in action against an enemy of. "So if you want do anything else, you better tell me now." I want to go back to the couch," she humbly requested."Sure...but only if you promise to fuck the shit out of me."She did not disappoint. Sitting back on the couch, I watched her naked form straddle across my lap. She paused a second to stoke my cock with her hand before feeding it inside her. Her back arched and she moaned with head back as she ground her hips on top of be in sharp and deliberate motions. I grabbed her hips to force.