As she opened her lips and offered her sweet, hot mouth to his plundering tongue, he stabbed his steely cock deep into her once again. She flexed in r...sponse, unable to control herself. At his moan, she began sobbing and screaming, howling her intense pleasure at his ownership of her soft body. She had loosed the animal inside of him, and it surged up from the depths of his being, to take control of them both. Laying flat on the gym mats, he held her ankles wide apart, spreading her. Undertaker, sure. Companion? Nope.Zo buckled down and REALLY studied that manual ... it took three weeks with a magnifying glass but she got to the going with the hero part.“Look here,” she said, holding the magnifier over the offending paragraph. “See?”“If you would hold still I might be able to see. Right now a bicycle going down the 174 Spanish Steps of Rome would have less vibration,” I said. “Gimmie that!”I grabbed the handle and looked. Sure enough ... A hero’s companion is meant to. She then asked do you want to marry me tonight’, she laughed. Yes Mom,’ I said okay, let’s see how we do it. Do one thing, at 8.30, I’ll go to my room and you go to yours. I will come ready as a bride for you and the rest later mom said. Mom is always meticulous. How lucky my dad is.I squeezed and her breasts in excitement hhhaaaa Sundroo she squealed at 8.30 in my room thinking how Mom would be dressed for me I frenzied to and fro. I had to go in a nice dress too. I wore my formal pants and a. Behind his closed eyes he saw theCall to Service card that had turned up in his mailbox two weeks ago, one dayafter his nineteenth birthday. Kyle's mad dash to the Mexican border was anightmare of days without sleep and hitching rides on dark highways from menwho demanded payment from Kyle on his knees. Kyle's capture came in the middle of the night. The border patrol swoopeddown on him, grabbing him up into the metal jaws of the Unpatriotic ActionsLaw. When he refused to sign his service.