He stood above me and looked down. My eyes were almost closed from exhaustion.“I know from your stories how much you love having your mouth filled w...th cum. I thought that would be a perfect ending to our story. You will write about me, won’t you?”I would have agreed to anything at that time. My heart was pounding and I was panting to catch my breath.“Yes, yes, Oh God yes, I will write about you.”“Excellent. Now we can write the final chapter together.”Through my dreary eyes I could see his. "It was a grey Bedford all right, but it had a red nearside wing, what are the fucking chances of that Katie? I emptied a magazine into the van, reloaded and emptied the second one." "They died, the pair of them, a seventeen year old youth and his fifteen year old girlfriend." I didn't realise I was crying until I felt the softness of my sister's breasts on either side of my face. "I'm sorry Dave," she was crying too, "I didn't mean to put you through that, I'm so, so sorry darling." "Don't be,. So, here’s the thing, if you haven’t read any of the previous chapters, you are bound to be totally lost. The story thus far is too long to explain, so I would urge you to read them first, or at least enough of them to get an idea of how we got to this point. As always, thanks to my editor, Tangentjoker. If you aren’t reading his stories you should start right now! Well, read this first, leave a nice comment, then read his. Leave him nice comments too! Thanks for reading mine, and as always,. "You can undo it for me if you like Daddy, I'd rather not have a white line on my suntan anyway," you said it in a dreamy way as you just laid there and let me undo the clasp. I finished oiling you and stood up, saying "Right baby, going for a shower, shouldn't be long then I'll make us both a nice cool drink." In the bathroom I sorted out my towel and stripped out of my shorts and tee shirt. the bathroom was very hot so I went to open the window, hoping to get a cool breeze to blow through. As.