Watching the news of the attack for most is surreal like 911, but being part of it seeing and hearing it – it takes on a whole meaning to the soul. ...ut there she was still holding her own – and showing no fear.If the Jacksons were shaken up by the buzz by from the F18's and listening to Vicky and I talking about the security reports for this region, stepping on to tarmac hearing the whistles and thumps of explosions in the distance from the tarmac really bothered them by the expressions on. Cathy could now be heard yelling, “fuck me harder, harder, don’t stop fucking me.” “Ohhhhh, fuuuuuuck, yessssssss,” cried out Karen as her ass was being stretched more than it’s ever been. Cathy was grunting and spitting saliva and her mother’s cunt juice as she tried to tighten her cunt muscles around Sally’s pounding fingers. Hearing her mum screaming for more set her off and with her own orgasm and a hard one at that. She felt her ass and cunt muscles contracting as she fucked her hips into. I sent her a brief letter asking if she would care to dine with me in two days time.She responded with a note saying she and Trayla would love to have dinner with me, and was looking forward to it with anticipation. Well, I had not really thought of having three for dinner, but what the hell.I looked over my supplies, and decided on steaks, potato salad, vegetables, and Jello for desert. I had everything I needed except for the steaks. I sent a message to the cooks and told them I wanted three. I answered it to see Layla standing there wearing a long white summer dress with her hair flirting with her shoulders “Hey Layla” I said. She barged past me heading to my living room. “I know you’ve been watching me…” my heart sank into my stomach. “We both know. At first we thought it was kinda funny, the creepy older man from across the street wanking over the younger married woman.” “I haven’t” I said, but It was obvious I was lying. “Don’t. I’ve seen you. David just left me because of.