"But..." I know that you're mom is very lonely. That's why I'm giving her that present in the other room. In the morning, you'll find that she'll be a...le to put your father behind her for good." Then why are you here talking to me?" I know the sacrifices you made so that your little brother could have a nice Christmas. I also know that there isn't anything under the tree for you, so I'm here to give you your Christmas present personally."I heard a moan come from my mother as she enjoyed Santa's. ____________________________The two are well-matched. The battle goes on with the upper hand changing constantly. Both women and slick and slippery with perspiration, gasping for breath, near exhaustion. But given the stakes, neither dares to slack off, even a tiny bit. By now they’re both a little sorry they got into this. But into it they are and there’s only one way . . . forward.And eventually SOMEONE must win . . .____________________________Carina, the daughter . . .Oh God I’m so tired.. Luke slowly slides his hand down her side and across her leg. He slides over the seat and under her pussy where he rubs it softly over the material of her shorts. He cannot tell if she has panties on or not, but it only fuels his desire for her further. He can feel the moisture seeping through the fabric as he delicately scratches her twat. They break to get their breaths and find that the sun is down with everything growing eerily dark as night approaches.“We should be getting back,” he. A huge bandage covers my head.Two days later the bandage is removed and I see my completely shaved head with the nasty looking cut, now sewn back together running from the nape of her neck, up over one ear, across the top of my head then back to the nape of her neck on the other side.Over the next 6 months my hair grows back, covering the nasty scar on my scalp. My head no longer aches, but it's finally time to catch a killer. I sit at the computer and prepare to write my first e-mail to the.