The pleasure surged through my body. My eyes squeezed shut as the bliss swelled and swelled inside of me. Clint buried to the hilt in me.I exploded.�...Damn!” he groaned, breaking the kiss with me. “You're cumming hard on my cock, Mom!”“Yes, yes, I love cumming on your cock, Clint!” I panted, waves of ecstasy washing through my body. My pussy spasmed around his thrusting dick. “Mommy loves your dick! Cum in me! Please, please, fill me with your seed! I love you so much!”“Love you, Mom!” he groaned. Ednesday, April 6, 2005I was outside my sisters' bedroom door at 6am, when a bleary-eyed Donna came out. She'd be firing on all cylinders in a few more seconds. We headed outside.Once we were on the sidewalk, I said, "First point of business. No pretty girls have hugged me today, and I need one to before I can run properly." And I gave her a quick hug. I could see she really wasn't in the mood, but that was okay, they're there for when she is.She said, "You're just trying to make me go easy on. As for Mike and Rose they were gym activists and in great shape, but they always seemed to be wearing something more appropriate as if they were working in the mall. A few weeks went by working late nights and long hours in the summer heat, and it was taken a toll on Jill. Even though she was nineteen she hadn’t slept much, maybe only two or three hours since coming home, but that never slowed her down she as having fun. Who could blame her: she lived in a beach community; she was back home. I’m still buzzing, actually.” We watched the procession of boxes heading out of the gate below.“Are they… how many people did you murder?” I asked, finally.“Fourteen died tonight,” he replied, although I noticed he didn’t answer for him personally.“Only fourteen? But there were far more than that there! What about the blood, and the coffins!”“We had a, ah, ‘full and frank exchange of views,’ and some were less sanguine about their fate, but no more than that died tonight. I told you, Chris, we.