You have become my family, not replacing, but standing in for, the one I lost. I know that somewhere my mother, father, and sister look down and smile...on the blessings you have brought to my life. I have come back from missions pretty burned out, and you have helped me out of the guilt I feel for what I have to do. You are doing that now, and I thank you for that."From Limon to Cut Bank is a little over 2900 miles, roughly 5 hours at 600 mph and within the range of the Citation. Unfortunately,. Even beware of fixing typos, for I occasionally use local slang and dialects that may be flagged by your spell checker. Thanks.Laurie was in a funk. She had been in the scene for the past ten years. Then, all of a sudden, her Master said that he wanted a vanilla relationship two days ago, and set her free.So now she had left their Chelsea loft and was walking down 6th avenue with no particular destination in mind. Perhaps say a prayer at Ground Zero, then take a train out to Jersey and rent a. Not like father. He only knew how to make me feel like a merslut.Yrsla's tail swished, the soft ends brushing my face. I groaned and nibbled on her fins. She loved it, her tongue swirling faster through my folds while her hands stroked my tail. My body shuddered as the pleasure washed through me.“Play with my tits, too,” I groaned.Yrsla contorted her body as she moved over me. Her tail bent so the ends of her fins could fan over my breasts and caress my nipples. I moaned and shuddered. The boat. I took a bath and came out of the bathroom. When I came out, I saw my mom standing in the kitchen. She was preparing breakfast for me.Mom was looking so sexy from behind and the sight of her hot ass was amazing. So, I slowly went to my mom and hugged her from behind. At that time, my cock touched mom’s bum and it felt wonderful.I was hugging mom like that for 30-40 seconds without moving. The feeling was so good and erotic. Actually, I had done this many times when I was a kid but nowadays,.