"It looks like he beat his wife and his kids nearly to death. Some of them may be dead." We should just hang him," one of the men who had gathered aro...nd said."We may end up doing that," I said. "Mark Lester is on his way here. Let's find out if anyone is dead, then we'll talk it over with Lester."Maddie and Rawhide showed up together. They were followed by the rest of my family. "Maddie, would you check on the people in the wagon, please?"As Maddie moved off toward the wagon, I asked,. “Aren’t you going to flush?” Tiffany asked her.“No need, you’re next, buttercup!” my mom smiled and began fingering her asshole just like she’d done with her pussy. She licked her fingers clean again.“Are you cleaning your ass with your fingers?” Tiffany asked with a disgusted expression.“No need to waste toilet paper. What do you think is on my butt plug? Peanut butter?” she asked as she tasted herself. There wasn’t any real mess when she finished taking a shit anyway. It still seemed. Aur apne lund ka topa uski chut ke munh pe lagaya aur ek jordar shoot mara ki mera adha lund uski chut mein ghus gaya aur who dard se chatphta uthi main thoda ruk gaya aur pucha ki kya hua to boli yaar tumhara lund hai yaa hathora abhi uski baat puri bhi nahi hui thi ki main eek jordar Dhaka mara aur abki baar mera pura lund uski chut mein chala gaya. Uski ankho main aansho aa gaye. per wo dard ke saath masti mein moan kar rahi thi aur mujhe dhakka lagane ko kah rahi thi. KV jor se dhakka lagao. Leila Jamieson was a bit of an exhibitionist after all.Not finding Jem in the kitchen either, she slipped out the side door and went down to the terrace to see if he was working by the pool. The Neumann’s new home had been built recently, with a few others, in a secluded cul-de-sac at the head of a narrow valley in the San Fernando foothills not far from the Pacoima Reservoir. Jem had gone to a lot of effort and time putting in the terrace and a full size swimming pool with an infinity drop.