After that we started dating regularly, we seemed to click and we were engaged within about six months. And here we are.”“Yes, here you are, with ...wo lovely daughters.”“Yes, that as well, but no, ‘here we are’ meaning that here we are at Ginny and Giles’ flat. It’s that building over there. We just need to find somewhere to park now, and it looks pretty solid all around here.”Paul Hammond woke reasonably refreshed from his deep sleep.‘It’s great spending time seeing both his and his wife’s. I cried for the man I shot who had killed their dad and mom. I cried for myself. I just let it out. I was tired of death. I was tired of being alone. The tension of always being watchful, of having no one watching my back, was dragging me down. I didn't understand the violence. There were so few of us left. I finally wept myself dry.I got up and took a quick shower and felt better. The water washed away some of my sorrow. I took a Coke from the fridge and my keys and went outside and sat down.. That made my dick feel really good and got it rock hard. I pulled her hips back, and made her arch her back. I popped my dick into her waiting pussy. I slid it deep into her tight molten pussy and then back. Pushing firm and deliberate on each stroke, I fucked my foxy cousin, making her release more pussy juice on each stroke. Noticing how wet her pussy felt to my dick, I put my hand under her pussy and felt drops of slick, velvety pussy juice dripping down.I churned her pussy for several. "She led me to her bedroom, which was even more cluttered than the living room. Turning her back to me, she pulled off her t-shirt and lay down face first, crossways on her bed. It happened so quickly, I didn't even get to see her tits. (She was not wearing a bra.)I resumed massaging her bare back, then her ass, which was still clad in jeans. I moved my hands up and down both legs, all the way down to her ankles. "This might be more effective without the pants," I advised. She agreed, hiked up.