Jason clenched his teeth and closed his eyes briefly. I'd expected to feel his grief not his anger, and then his thoughts partially clarified the situ...tion.They killed him. They didn't need to kill him, but they killed him anyway."How did your father die, Jason?" He was murdered." Murdered?" His statement would normally shock, but I'd anticipated it, so I acted shocked."Yes." He was grinding his teeth like I ground the gears on the pickup."Who killed him?"He shrugged and tried unsuccessfully to. Sue started a couple of pounds of bacon and sent me to the Seven-Eleven for two more pounds, a couple of loaves of bread, a couple of gallons of orange juice, a couple gallons of milk, and at least four dozen eggs. The trip only took me five minutes, but two loads to carry into the house.Glenda was helping Sue, saying that Martin had woken up hungry as well. She said since we had a couple of boxes of Bisquick that she would use one big box for biscuits and the other for pancakes. The only. The thought that this was all some lunatics dreams was now cast away. Of all the sensations that could have convinced her of their connection, the meeting of flesh was it. The contact of skin serving as proof that this is more than real. It may truly be fate turning the world's gears to finally bring them together.It felt like her hand had found the place that it had always longed to be. Puzzle pieces that finally found their way together.Even though there was a beautiful meal on the table and. He took a deep breath in and out, and nodded. The men took this as a signal to proceed, and the cock began to slide forward once again. The head had been the widest part, but that didn't mean that the rest was easy going. He could feel every single inch as it slide further into his body, forcing open new parts of his ass.Finally, after what seemed like a small eternity to him, he could feel thighs against his own, and he knew that the breaching process was over. There was another man laying on.