He could feel her wetness soaking him as she pressed deep into him. She took his face in her hands and kissed him, sucking on his tongue and moaning i...to his mouth. Will unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it open. Sliding his hands under the frame of her bra he filled his hands with her breasts and squeezed their fullness. She sat motionless in his lap with him deeply embedded inside her while he returned her kisses and played with her nipples. Breaking the kiss she began to rise up and down on. " She flopped down in the recliner between the fireplace and the window."My uncle was a hard working farmer. We spent innumerable nights sitting right here in his favorite chair, with me on his lap, telling stories about ghosts and witches and things that went bump in the night. I loved when Mother and me could come up here from Texas and stay a few weeks at Christmas. Daddy came closer to Christmas Eve, but Mom and I came early and got everything ready. In those days, my grandmother lived here. I remember when I told her that I was joining the fire department, she was torn between being happy that I’d found a direction after school, and sad that I’d be getting into a dangerous line of work. When I mentioned moving out and finding my own place she had convinced me to stay, and to put my money away. The house was plenty big, and she didn’t like the idea of living alone, even though half the week I spent at work. I went into the kitchen and after a little silence she asked me what was. Then I asked him why he had taken over and fired that shot himself. He said that he has an excellent SWAT team, but he is also very good with their sniper rifles, and he knew just exactly where he wanted to place that bullet. Then he said it had got personal with him and it just felt right to end it himself, and to save my life as a way to show his gratitude to us for exposing those bad cops. He’s really a good guy, so imposing with his height, but so real and so human. Oh, he said he and his.