Bob put five bullets into the knife wielder's chest and would have put in more if he hadn't emptied his gun. As it was, he started to reload and shoot...some more, but Omar stopped him before he had a chance to shoot any more.My arm hurt like hell, and the doctor had to sew me up after washing out the wound with some of that vile rotgut whiskey. That was the first time I ever got any good from whiskey, and it had to be wasted on my arm. I was in considerable pain, but I was afraid to take any. I collapsed onto his shoulders, my cheek against his. When my panting slowed, I dismounted and came to rest next to him. He put his arm around me and I snuggled up close. Eventually, as my eyes drooped, I said, ‘Let’s go to bed, sweetheart.’ We walked back to the bedroom hand in hand. I settled into his arms. He kissed my hair and absently said, as I was on the verge of sleep, ‘I love you Karen.’ I mumbled, ‘You, too,’ snuggled closer and then slipped into sleep. *** I was staring into the. Now give me a brother or sister!"As I slowly buried my penis the rest of the way inside her vagina, the thought of impregnating my mother-in-law began to drive me wild. Suddenly I wanted this; I wanted to plant a c***d inside the woman who'd given my wife life; I wanted to see her belly and breasts swell! So I slid in and out of her, slowly at first, then gradually picking up the pace. I leaned forward, crushing my chest against her breasts, and we kissed as I continued thrusting. After a few. Mom had me try on her prom dress so she could doany alterations that were needed, which were very few. I actually fitthedress really well. A cream yellow satin with chiffon overlay, sweetheartneckline with two thin straps the hem just at my knees with a fittedwaist. I thought I looked real nice. After that mom and I gathered up allthe other stuff I would need. like shoes that fit me. Her foot issmallerthan mine.Megan and I hung out all the time and became like sisters, but I had towork, and.