Then she looked at me and she said, “I needed to take a break. I left the worst ones until last.”So I said, “Does this mean you remember everyth...ng?”She shrugged and she said, “Not really. Drawing the pictures brings the memories back. I have some that I’m frightened to start drawing because I know they’re bad memories even if I don’t remember what they are yet.”Then she frowned and she said, “I don’t know if that made sense or not.”So I said, “I think I understood what you were saying.”She. ”“You’re very calm.”“Get used to it,” I chuckled. “Remember when you said you were concerned about how I could be a ruthless, cold-hearted bastard?”“I do.”“Well, take that, minus the emotion at the time.”“Jesus,” Elyse breathed.“I’m telling you, and I’ll tell Kimmy, if a lawsuit is filed while I’m in Europe, call the insurance company and have them settle. Whatever it takes.”“If she hires Littleton, he’s not going to settle.”“I know,” I said. “And, I’m sorry Michelle, we have to have the rest. . doing it after David isn’t really like that bad ... He still doesn’t have much cum to squirt...”Ray and his eldest son stood there for a few minutes watching that little boy frantically going in and out of his mom’s pussy. They watched as he unloaded and walked away from the bed, with his small penis and the few curls on the pubis. The balls still tight and that obviously not could still fully satisfy the vagina of the woman who had given birth to it. He didn’t have much cum, Ray was sure of. He pulled at her nipple with his teeth and released it, noticing that it had grown to be nearly-an inch long. He repeated the process with the other nipple until Melinda could feel her cunt juices being produced in a steady flow. At first her honey-like juice had gathered between her slightly curled back inner labia at the base of her slit. That juice had soon dripped from her poontang’s base over the inch long patch of tissue between her pussy and her tight puckered asshole.She could tell that.