Russ’ love and respect for his brother ran deep. The two were like one, yet always at battle. No one dared intercede; they were quick to join forces... To be the source of their focus could prove painful. Iona often found Russ in the process of indulging his appetites. His preferences varied, some of the young women were quite fleshly and others could be easily blown by the wind. From their sounds, the women were more than grateful for his attentions. Russ was never shocked or embarrassed by. Cakes. Roasts. Cookies. All the better to embalm the living, smother their grief in nice round pie-shaped comfort. He smiled and walked down to his parent’s room. Their smells still hung in the air, his father’s Old Spice, his mother’s Chanel No 5, all drifted in the parallel dimensions of the living and the dead. He walked to their closet, here the smells were more intense, more personal. They were in the room with him, consoling him. He closed his eyes and could hear their voices, the. He lifted my hip and placed a pillow below my waist slightly lifting it up and mounted on me and said “Ready!” I nodded he said “if you are silent in my bed I will give you punishments” so I said “yes”. He directed his mighty tool into my poor dripping pussy it went in with great difficulty but was real fun and enjoyable.He ramp me in that position for almost half hour. Every single stoke I was literally going up n up. He then held both my legs in air and ramped it again and asked “are you. . something it can't get!" She looked pleadingly at me. "Please, Frederick! Please? If I'm wrong, I promise you can take away my cards, and I'll never look at them again! Never, ever! Please?" Oh Master, I'm scared!" Dee wailed, and rushed into my arms."Freddy," Brenda continued, "if there's nothing wrong with the baby, and if you took Dee to the hospital, what's the worst that can happen?" I could look like a FOOL!" I told her.She paused for affect. "That's right, Freddy. That's the worst that.