I wasn’t just moving through this place at random. I was helping my family. My children. Two of my daughters were in danger. I might not have birthe... Lasla, but my wife had. That made her as much my daughter as Pyrriah, Frelia, and Iliasa.I fled the false-Kurtis and stashed the canister near the council room. My pussy juices ran hot down my thighs. I just had one more canister to place. I whimpered, the pussy cream flowing like a molten river down my thighs.“Hello.”I jumped and whirled around. He could hear more sirens far down the valley, coming fast."Jason, it seems we have a federal man here, and he says he's got a man down. Is that ambulance far behind?" Coming now, Sheriff. I think that's them we hear coming now!" Tell them we've got an emergency. Gunshot wounds. Come right up to the cabin, no delay!"The Sheriff nudged Barringer. "Show me the man that's down; then you'd better start talking. What the hell are all these vehicles scattered around? And I'm seeing bodies scattered. I know, scandalous stuff. so, my mother was devastated, she started thinkng sexualy about everything..everyday. this happen when i was 12yo. my mom always walked around the house even greet my friends in a skimpy tanktop & realy trashy panties. she would sit on the sofa, light a cigarette & just leave her legs wide open. me & my cousins & some friends would enjoy telling stories bout our moms & i would let all of them jack off while looking through the window. one rainy night, i got drunk & a. I thought for sure I was screwed. Atleast she’s not a minor I thought to myself though.I wasn’t able to focus on my work much the rest of the day, and I finally heard Candace come home around 3:00 when the garage door opened. I nervously waited in the office, debating whether or not I should go and talk to her. 15 minutes passed by, and I could hear Candace walking around upstairs, until I heard her on the stairs. “Fuck, was she coming to talk to me,” I thought. I shuffled around in my seat a.