Both girls giggled. Leslie held my cock in position and Janine lowered herself down on it. It was fucking tight but it went all the way in until it hi... bottom. Leslie had a glassy eyed look about her as she watched. Then I noticed she had Rachel fisting her. Janine writhed back and forth and moaned until I finally shot all I had in her. As I rolled off Rachel let go of her mother and climbed up on the bed. She took my cock and licked it clean. Leslie had buried her face in Janine and began to. Naturally, all of these weapons being perfectly sighted in and with a variance of less than three inches at 800 yards. Of course none of these guns would ever jam, nor would they need ammunition reloading of the special jacketed hollow point cold iron core with silver half-jacketed bullets each weapon would fire." Phew!Fairy Lydia blinked her eyes a few times but smiled. "Nasty ... I like it. That will just work with nothing spare or wasted of the Wish!" In a minute my other wish had been. I saw an object at the rear of a high shelf.Stretching to my limit I managed to get a hold of it with just two of my straining finger tips. I pulled it to me realizing that it was a small photo album. Strange! It should have been with the other albums on a lower shelf of the bookcase in Dad's den.Using a paper towel I wiped the dust off of the red leather album. I couldn't remember ever seeing this particular album, but a slight shudder swept my body as I had an inkling of what it held.I sat on. Her father had been her whole world all of the years she had been growing up, his solid strength had been her support through all of the problems a teenaged girl had to face. He had dealt with even the most personal things a girl would usually talk to her mother about in his calm strong way. When Jenny was eighteen Stan, her father, was diagnosed with bowel cancer. For two years she watched the quiet strength of her father drain away until all that was left was a feeble shell of the man..