About an hour before lunch, I heard the sound of a car approaching and rushed out to see who it was. I was disappointed when it turned out to be a tru...k, pulling an Airstream trailer. It must be Normandy, I decided. Norm and Dee Brock. Mr. Kershaw went out to greet them, and directed them to their usual spot.When he came back into the coolness of the clubhouse, he grinned at me.“Who’re you waitin’ on, son? As if I didn’t know.” He practically cackled. “It’s that Coulter girl, ain’t it? The. He then proceeded moving his hand down her fit tight stomach unbuttoning her tight jean shorts to get in under her matching lace panties. Parting her lips with his two fingers while the continued to make out. Roughly entering her already moist cunt as she moaned for more “faster!!” she moaned out of breathe “your such a fucking little tease” Alex replied as he began to vigorously finger her dripping wet cunt. “yeeesss!!! Fuuuckk... fuuuck..imm gunna cummm.. please...faster… ahhh” she violently. He also had many enemies and those would stop at nothing to see him suffer. His governors were corrupt and traitors and his generals and senators were as bad. When his children began to die he had to do something. His oldest son was the last of his children and when he was assassinated and that drew the line.His dead son had a son and two wives. The emperor made plans and a story was told of his grandson's death in a fall from a horse. The royal guards told the story he asked them too. The two. He has turned me into a person that I am not and I can slowly feel more and more of myself slipping away. Still, I pathetically dream of him and the life I so desperately wish to live with him and only him. I think of a life full of unconditional love and happiness. I wish to come home to a house full of our memories together, the hardships we overcame to be together and all the delights that followed. I dream of Christmas mornings and hearing our children run into the living room to see if.