"Perhaps it would have been better to let you die in that ditch. I don't know. My Sandra is young and impulsive, and she only wanted to save you. But ...he result of her attempt is this James. You are truly bonded and your body have accepted certain moulds from her, changing what you call your free will. I'm surprised that it ever worked, we are not of your kin. But remember that this goes both ways and that she can't but love you."He tried again to make sense of it, looking at the blushing girl. " She kind of laughed. She put on a light sun dress and sandals and we went shopping. I got some mean looks when a couple folks saw the bruise on her face. She got a kick out of that. It was a couple days until she felt better. We walked and talked and puttered around the farm all week. We went and did some sight seeing that next weekend and everything returned to normal. She was feeling great and flirting outrageously. Her bruising had healed fairly well and was barely visible. Finally by the. "See, I told you," she whispered, nudging me with her elbow.I worked hard to remember the names of all the family members. It wasn't easy. I never did remember which baby was which, but it didn't really seem to matter. One or the other of them could be found in Grandma Mariani's lap, being lovingly rocked as she sat in her chair. The look on her face was all you needed to know that she was happy in her world and this was everything she could ever ask for.I was reintroduced to the men in the. Being felt up like that by two black men in front on such a large group of people and my own husband was such a turn on.I started cumming right there on the dance floor. Those little sweet orgasmic "pops" I get from clitoral stimulation.The guys could tell I was cumming.William stripped off my blouse. Then he effortlessly picked me up in his incredibly strong black arms. As he held me suspended, Devon undid and pulled down my mini skirt.We gyrated to the music and made out for a bit with me.