”Mom said –“yes. So what.”Abbas said –“I want all the milk back that dad took away from me. I want to drink your milk. I want you to breas...feed me.”Mom said –“but this milk is for your sister.”Abbas said –“I don’t want to take away the sis milk. I am just asking you to feed me with that milk that dad will drink.”Mom asked –“so you wasn’t to revenge your dad for he drank your part of milk.”Abbas said –“yes mom, definitely.”Mom said –“ok, you can have my milk now. Suck my breast. But don’t bit my. He grunted and slid half way out then back into me. His cock felt so good caressing my insides, but I wanted more. I pushed my ass against him and ground out, ‘Harder!’ His arm tightened around me and he pulled almost all of the way out then slammed back into me, two, three, four times. ‘Oh God, yes!’ I moaned, my hips thrusting with his. He let go of my middle and leaned up on his knees, grabbing me around the hips. A deep groan of pleasure came from his chest and he mercilessly drove into me. ' I'd died often enough not to feel fear, as much as trepidation about how, and where. The truth, when I told myself the truth, was that I had grown tired of wondering and wanted to get it over with, and hopefully reclaim my family in some other body, and live something resembling a normal life.'Be very careful what you wish for, ' could be one way to look at the lack of a defining event, because as long as I was still here, someone else wasn't prematurely dead. That was good. On the other. Now, Jimmy had taken one in the chest to keep our girl out of their clutches. Not that I had any definitive plan for my life but if I had, this wouldn't have been it. To top it all off, now there was a team of professional bodyguards protecting my ass. Well, actually, they were here to protect Bonnie's ass but they might not even know that. If I ever wrote an autobiography, this chapter would certainly be the most interesting.Sarah came into the kitchen wearing a short terry robe and her hair.