"They shot Jorge! He was trying to help me, and they shot him. They shot him and left him in the street. You've got to help him. Come and get me! They...want to hurt me!" Where is he?" Caleb demanded."He's in front of Linda's house. She lives on East Hayward Avenue, two houses east of Third Street," Kim blurted, her mind whirling in terror. "Hurry, Caleb! They shot him!" Kim implored. "Don't let him die!" I'm only a couple of blocks from there," Caleb said. "I can find you after I check on Jorge.. ? ?When you?re ready to cum let meknow and we can roll her over?.? I knewwhat Irene meant, we had stopped using condoms years before.? We had instead changed to me cumming inIrene?s backside, or mommyhole as we called it due to the fact that after kidsit?s the tight hole a mother uses to make her man cumharder.? I couldn?t wait; I knew Irene?smommyhole felt like her babyhole had when she was a virgin. Every time I slidinto it I felt like I was deflowering her all over again.? I was suddenly. I couldn't help but look up at the three of them and say yum with a big smile on my face, i even said hi to the camera and giggled, as i gave pier's cock a sweet little kiss before sliding him into my mouth, mmmm! we stayed like that for a good while, them taking turns fucking my mouth, we were all so turned on that after a few minutes of me loving them like that they started cumming on my face, mmmm wow, one by one, real fast, i'll never forget that sensation!as i sucked stefan and rubbed. Tears were never a general thing with her; she cried till empty. This was worse than physical abuse; that could only break her back. This broke her spirit. Her spirit was her only pride. To her it had value. There were no memories without it. She clung to it. Her spirit was the only thing she truly owned. No man or woman could take it. Or, so she thought. The process was gradual. When Kieren left the ship, he took her spirit with him. No one had to inform her of his departure. She felt the.