I got them cleaned up and now they hang on the hat tree that’s still in the corner of the office. The locked metal box, though, was different. The f...rst thing in it was a letter from Laramie.My darling Kyle Redtail.You never told me what the name of my great-great-grandson would be, so I call you by the only name I know. I’m sure you will find this letter and the other things I have left for you. I left everything in the cave except the currency. There was such a lot of it, though. I know. She was in the midst of packing. Kenneth turned on the TV, flipped it to the news, where a replay of the freeway report was running."Do you see? Do you see?"Kathleen closed the door, bewildered. "The accident? I saw. What does—" I did it. I blew up the tanker truck."Kathleen took a half step back. "What are you talking about?" I don't remember doing it, but I did it. It all makes sense: I remember reading about homemade explosives. I remember those engineering manuals. I remember making a phone. She took all my 8 inch cock inside. I can feel my cock touching her throat.I felt like cunning. I cummed in her mouth she can’t hold any cum her face is covered by my cum. Cum is dripping from her boobs to navel. I suddenly pushed her and started to lick her navel. I tasted my own cum its different and I started to lick her pussy and fingering it at the same time.She started to moan loudly. Almost I started chewing her pussy. She was jerked and released all her cum in my face. I drank it all. I. Let me into that tight hole” and saw Dad’s thick, wetted finger begin to burrow past Mom’s ring.“Thatta girl ... Let me on in there ... Let me in,” Dad cooed, as he plowed past the first knuckle and then on to the second. A muffled moan rose from the background.The beautiful pussy filling the screen puckered as the intruder of the neighboring hole buried itself in its warmth.“Aw fuck, baby,” I heard a woman’s voice ... Mom’s voice ... finally groan.“Now watch this, Jack,” Dad instructed, and.