We started to fight and I pulled a knife and stabbed him."Only once, but it did the trick. Later, I found out Gloria had made the whole fucking story ...p. She was trying to fuck up my friendship with the guy simply because he had forbidden his son to see her any more. Ain't that a fuck! Now I'm facing thirty years to life. I'll probably die in here. But, Janie, old kumquat, before I go I'm gonna suck cock and get fucked as much as I can and want!" He laughed again. Heartily. This time, Jane/Joe. It sounded like Teagan was not mistaken. I called 911.“911 What is your emergency?” The operator asked. I explained the situation that I thought had occurred letting her know that I wasn’t really sure what, if anything had happened. “Sir, do you have an address of this possible shooting?” The operator sounded skeptical.“Teagan, what’s Sundee’s address?” Teagan paused, thinking. “It is over on the other side of the school…like 3…24? River…something. I don’t know…” I passed the info, such. .." Mona was plunging and roiling her ass, moving against the surging power of Carl's lovemaking. His cock was buried to the hilt now and Vicky could hear the sucking, slick sounds of their fuck. There was an unmistakable aroma of hot pussy, too, which drifted through the tiny opening she was using. There was certainly nothing dirty about the smell. There was even a hint of perfume along with it. Expensive perfume. And for the first time Vicky found herself amused by what she observed. The only. V. when I heard her and her new boyfriend come home from a date. They were apparently somewhat d***k and making a lot of noise, but I just tried to ignore it. It wasn’t much longer until I started to hear this moaning and rocking of the bed above me, as my room was in the basement of our split level home. I thought to myself, ‘How much longer am I going to have to deal with this?.’ A few moments later that moaning got louder, and eventually I could hear her screaming and calling out all kinds.