So his heart was still beating. Otherwise, there would be no blood-flow,right? His face was turned toward AKA. There was a surprisinglynormal look on ...t. The eyes even blinked in a fairly normal way, not that therewas much to be seen in them. Because Joe Wickham was no longer "at home" really,whatever his fucking heart might think. AKA stood up, then looked down at the sprawledfigure of his dying--already brain dead?--former classmate. Joe's sleeveless shirt had risen up on his back.His bare,. .. to caught up in the moment to speak.My cock is just over 8 inches in length but very thick ... as thick as her wrist. Her tightness would be a major challenge ... if I was allowed to fuck her ... but this wasn’t the place where that could happen.Her hand grasped my cock, and started to milk it slowly back and forth.I added a second finger. I could hardly move my fingers now ... her pussy muscles had grabbed my fingers, and were rhythmically squeezing them ... getting tighter by the second. I. " ... got to work tonight." Jeff took a breath. "I've fallen deeply in love with her, my wife. And this scares the crap out of me. It was one thing seeing her the first time in that spiffy uniform of hers, but now ... it's ... different." Taking another breath, he sighed, "I know that you probably don't agree with me, but I still don't like women going in harm's way. It scares the piss out of me."Diana put her arms around her husband, hugging him tight. "She's going to be my sister-wife. I. Merrilee licked her fat lips, propping herself up on a slim elbow. "... And eating barbecued ribs... shuffling the feet... saying 'Yow-sah!' to every white man you meet," she said, somewhat irritated. "Don't you tell me how to act, Jane Hawser. Don't you dare tell me being afraid of that monster dog of yours makes me a stupid nigger!" I didn't say that..." Jane protested."Shit if that wasn't what you were getting at!" Merrilee cried. "I can't help it if I don't like dogs. And I sure don't like.