What we had not figured on was what the crooked Carpetbaggers would do. They would try to steal the tax cash from the widows. I found that out quite b... accident. My route one day took me past one of the widows' home when I heard some shooting due to my improved hearing. I raced toward the sound to see what I could do to help solve the problem—that much shooting certainly indicated a problem.Dammit, this was almost exactly a duplicate of what I had seen when I had rescued Alice last fall. Five. Well above the back of the closed neck collar of her nice white one-piece pleated dress. Buttoned so properly up to her neck in front of her nice modest dress top. With a matching belt at the waist, Where nice crisp accordion pleats originate, extending so elegantly over her knees. And lastly admiring how nice her Mother looked at forty-five years of age, With her nice curly black hair cut,and permed just like Cathy’s hair. Wearing her nice pink pleated skirt suit, buttoned up so properly to. Will I die and eventually go back to where I was before I was born? For now, I am sensing your body. Your tanned arms and shoulders. The peaceful face, gorgeous in its sculpture. The sheet tucked over your thighs and along your belly. Though, I have no awareness of feeling touch, the tactile stimulation, that you can understand---yet, I feel your warmth. The capillary pulsations and reverberations of your flesh increasing as I lie with you.Your hands on their own volition push aside the fabric. Then I asked, “Are you on the pill?”When she said, “No!” I about died then she said, “I get some kind of shot.” I had never felt so relieved.Melody got right back where she had been and cleaned Lori up. She offered a tongue scoop of cum to Lori and she sucked it right up. Watching them was wonderful. Then I noticed how long Melody’s tits were when she leaned over like that. They were long and thin and they swung nicely as she licked Lori’s pussy clean. I got under her and tried to catch a.