I know I can do things. I don’t know why, but I have power now. Power to enact vengeance. I don't know how I got here, but I know exactly what I'll ...o. It's the only thing left to do. Then I can move on.I glide over the yard, cloaked in the darkness of the night. Everything is cold. The front door is nothing to me. Inside, their living room is beautiful. Expensive furniture, artwork, Christmas tree and decorations, mantle and fireplace, curving stairs off to the side leading up to where they. If I hadn't done some fast talking and then ignored the radio later in the flight, I think they would have forced me down a couple hundred miles from here," Mike responded seriously."So, how many bags did you bring?" John asked, changing the subject."Enough that you had better have a truck come down for them. I think Rachael packed everything but the kitchen sink," Mike said with a fake groan and holding his back."Now be nice. You don't want us walking around naked in a couple months do you?". After a minute or two of silence, Natasha, who was lying on her side facing away from me, moved slightly and pressed her panty- covered bottom back into my groin – a come-on sign if ever there was one. Not wanting to wake Simon, who by now was lightly snoring, with minimal movement I moved my hand across so that it was resting on Natasha’s thigh. There I started to gently stroke the backs of her thighs with my fingers, from the backs of her knees right up to where her panties. Susan leaned back and stood up, her large areolas engorged and wet from Daniel's lusty mouth. They were still a beautiful bright pink as they'd always been, only now larger and the nipples longer and harder than ever before. Some things improve with age. She knelt down and pulled off Daniel's trousers, stunned at what she saw. Susan had never been a woman who liked porn or thought much about men's cocks. She knew of course that there were men bigger than Jeff, but it wasn't a big deal. .