?Should that make me love my family any less? The ones that you got sent to prison? The ones that I'll only ever see between a glass wall and a tele...hone?" She began to tear up, and she stopped toying with me. She stood. I could see tears flowing freely.I misinterpreted her tears as a sign of weakness and plead for my freedom, "Please... let me go. It's the right thing to do. You know it is.?"Shut up!" she yelled. She reared her foot back and kicked my pussy. I grunted in pain. She. She giggled when I buried myself to the hilt in her folds and rained little kisses across her neck and forehead. Mom clung to my neck and kissed me passionately while she rocked her hips to meet my thrusts.The room filled with our grunts and moans while I saw how the light silhouetted our shapes against the wall: 2 passionate shadows, unaware of their pasts or their futures, merely lost in the moment of the fuck. But the shadows could not show how my mother held her tits and pinched her long. .”, and St. Peter interrupts “Well, yes, again, not the answer I was expecting, but correct in its own way.” “Final question Forrest. What is the first name of God?” Forrest immediately speaks up, “Why that is easy St Peter, it is Andy!” St Peter replies “Why do you think it is Andy, Forrest?” “From the hymn St. Peter, ‘Andy walks with me, Andy talks with me” said Forrest in a sing-song voice. St. Peter stares at him for a minute, then opens the gate “Run, Forrest, Run”For nurses -What is the. "Hey, Jenni," I whispered.She burst into tears. "Dave. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Why? What have you done?" It's my fault, and I ran away and left you, and you're hurt, and I'm so sorry!" Jenni, you're here, we're both alive." I grabbed her hand (weakly, I suppose) "And it's not your fault those thugs attacked us. I'm just glad you're here, ok?" my vision was clearing rapidly and I saw a nurse entering the room. I found out later I had a single room, despite the need for observation,.