As of this week, she was sixteen going on thirty-five.When I got to the accident, I realized that Kim's voice hadn't begun to express how bad it was. ...omehow, the wires had gotten tangled because the local police were already there. One was standing off the side of the road throwing up his lunch. When he stood up, he looked young to me, barely more than a teenager.I was tempted to let them deal with it, but the highway is our jurisdiction. If we let the locals do the dirty work, soon enough. I assumed we were headed toward Portland, going down the Washington side, instead of the freeway in Oregon. It’s a beautiful drive, except so much slower.The one thing I love most about the drive down the Washington side of the river is the tunnels. I still remember as a kid, my mom and dad’s car, Dad honking the horn through the old tunnels. There are five of them, one right after the other just before the Bridge of the Gods at Cascade Locks. They’re still exactly the same as they were. "No. Not that I still remember." She looked up into the tree. "Hello, Zywie. Good morning to you."The bird didn't answer. Felek didn't know what he would have done if it had."Mom?"There was something in James' voice which caught Felek's attention. His eyes found the boy, nude, standing next to his sister. She, too, looked worried. Zuza was grabbing his right hand with both of hers, as if she could pour all her strength into him, or hold him back from whatever fate awaited. Adanya rose from the. I lowered my finger to her puckered anus and dipped my finger slightly in her to just get the scent of her sweet pungent asshole.I slid my finger into her dripping wet pussy and let my finger linger and dance inside of her then pressed my finger into her ass to let the scents and flavors mingle. I brought my finger to my nose and sniffed deeply of the mixed scents of her fragrant cunt and her musky asshole. My tongue darted out to lick the sweet tangy flavor of her juicesI slowly kissed and bit.