She caressed the vial again. Just to be certain that it was still there. She looked up and for the first time noticed the black smoke that marred the ...therwise perfect blue sky. It reminded her of her marriage somehow. That thick, chocking black stain against the blue skies and stray white fluffy clouds. The phone rang again. She rushed for her. ‘Jane, have you heard?’ said her friend Susan whose husband worked with John. ‘Heard what?’ ‘A plane flew into the World Trade Center. It’s on fire.. .. ahh! Ouunngghh!" she groaned, twisting and flexing, more beautiful in the throes of her orgasm than Laura could have remembered.It was a sharp, violent orgasm that lasted a long time, leaving Brandi gulping for breath, her eyes glazed and her mouth slack. Finally, she regained her breath."God, I'm sorry to be so quick," she apologized to Laura. "I haven't come like that since... since the last time with you," she beamed. "My husband..." she looked down, as if embarrassed, "he's, you know,. In that respect they were like dozens ofother Boston Irish. The only unique feature of the family was that due to agenetic quirk, everyone, all my brothers and sisters,had red hair. I was called “carrot top” all throughgrade school. After a while I didn’t mind. I made sure,though, to always wear a helmet in Iraq. A red headmakes a great target.Reclining in the back seat of the cab I let my minddrift back to my early high school days. Handy withtools, I earned spending money by. I knew I didn't have much cum left in me. It didn't matter. I just wanted to possess my Mom. Skin was hitting skin as our pubic mounds touched. Mom was letting out these sex noises as I took her completely. I could feel her pussy pulsating around my cock. We must have gone at it a half hour or so. I felt like I could let go so I blew a small load of my cream into my Mom's belly. Her muscles gripped me hard and she took my load of baby cream. I only wished I had more of my cum to give her that.