Mine too. Come, I will help you look for it. Xiang!" I shouted, "have you seen Lord Amuja's knife?" No master, but I look for it." Xiang bowed to us a...d entered the house. Soon he brought it to us. "It was lying under a cushion, master."Amuja's face reddened with embarrassment, but he did not apologize. I saw Xiang looking at us from a doorway, a slight smile on his face as Amuja climbed on his horse. With a clatter of hooves he and his party rode off. I felt a twinge of nostalgia, but I knew. Now get over here and hug n’ kiss me before we leave.”“Hmm, who should I look like, Abs? Who would you like to fantasize about while I’m pretending that you’re Violet?” I asked, trying to distract them from any sadness they were feeling about our leaving.“Oooh! I know! You should look like Justin Timberlake!” Stacy gushed.“What!? Ewww! He’s so ugly!” Heather spat out in disbelief.“No, he’s not! I think he’s cute!”“Uh, yeah, so not my taste either,” Abby frowned.“How about Jason Statham? Now. She came, crying out, and had to close her eyes. She came and came and came. It was far too much. She tried to pull away, to close her legs. She looked at Cole, desperate to stop. Opening her mouth, she tried to speak, but nothing came out, there were no words inside her, only a rippling, ripping, rumbling orgasm.“Keep pumping. Don’t you dare stop. Please me.”At her very core, she thought, I am his. I will please him. She wanted nothing else. Though every nerve in her body was on fire,. "It's fine, Mom. Did you go for your monthly checkup?" I answered, attempting to maintain the conversation.“You don’t have to worry about me. I am fine. Dr Boyle is a wonderful man. I have my diabetes under control.”"That's nice, Mom."Again, there was a long uncomfortable silence. Assuming she had something to tell me, I asked her again. “Something bothering you, Mom?”“It’s nothing. I am only concerned about you, dear. I can’t bear to see my son all alone and gloomy.”I took a deep breath and.