And even after if we can truly become a family. Jacob, if it comes to that, we’ll accept Emily, too.”I spent the weekend with the family and I was...glad I did. Emily was still morose but seemed resigned to the inevitable. At least we aren’t choosing random teens to go to a war that they might not return from. That was the ‘60s. And the ‘50s. And the ‘40s. I was sure the next two years would be hard, but based on her NSO test and her SAT, she was eligible to apply for a logistics management track. Its not that.She Paused a long second.Then:I have another problem — with my leg.Yo LEGS?I put an S on the end cuz I wasnt sure if she meant Plural or Singular LEGS.But she confirmed she meant SINGULAR as in she aint have but ONE muthafuckin leg.Yes. I only have one. The other leg is Fake. A Prosthetic.Still I wondered if she could git that muthafucka behind her EAR when she was fucking.Becuz thats just how mah mind werks.But out loud I just said to her:Ahhh. Sho, baby, I understand. Whats a. Without hesitation in her desire to ravage him, in her blinded state, she ran her hands along his backside feeling his cheeks and carefully spread them with her fingers. She gently scraped her French-tipped thumbnails along the insides of his ass cheeks, followed by her steady tongue licking a seamless and continuous trail repeatedly up and down the length of his crack, sinking it deeper each time; getting closer and closer to his puckered hole. He mashed himself right in her face goading her. I returned to the bedroom, and was ambushed by Brenda, who enveloped me in a crushing hug. “Oh, you wonderful man! You have given this girl the very best first time, any girl ever had! I just knew you had it in you!”Further conversation was obscured by the kisses she peppered me with, and the noises of approval contributed by Britney and Linda. We broke the clinch, when I make clear my need for coffee, and we reconvened in the kitchen. The scurrying around accompanying breakfast, and my.