This time he was able to fuck a little faster and a bit harder. I knew as long as it wasn't too painful, the harder fucking was what Lucy liked. It wo...ld get her wetter, maybe enough to take him. I resisted the urge to coach from the sidelines, but was mentally willing her on. I hadn't even taken my panties off yet I was so into supporting her. Lucy's moans were getting louder. He was telling her to take his cock, fell her white pussy stretch. But still it wouldn't budge past a certain point,. One of the guys with a bat ran towards me he swung wildly, I hit the bat aside when he missed a swing and brought my leg into a kick and broke is knee and thigh bone, for some reason they were moving slowly. Then a guy with a lead pipe came running at me I grabbed the bat from the guy who was screaming in pain on the ground, I swiveled around bring the bat around, the guy didn’t see the bat coming and it hit him in the side of the head, I felt the bat vibrate from the force, the guy flew. Even the closet still held memories, for hidden back in the corner behind an old cardboard carton he had discovered one of her small high-heeled shoes. It was black and looked almost new, and he wondered if she’d worn it more than once and why he’d missed it during the first early days after the crash and his subsequent attempts to box up most of her things. Had she worn those heels on one of their dates? When he’d finally worked up the strength and resolve to pull her black silk kimono. Friday arrived and Julia was hyper, she was due to go back to college on the following Tuesday but all that was on hold, her attention was simply drawn to the prospect of her visit to the theatre, and I do not think it was the show that was exciting her, we had been having a conversation the previous afternoon about the show and what she should expect, I realised I was in some ways feeding my daughter to the lions but she had taken him twice so she knew what she was in for, she had been asking.