He then told her "Spread your legs. I want to see your pussy." As she spread her legs he spread her pussy lips and his fingers grabbed her clit and ru...bed it. She was shaved bald and his fingers went to her cunt. He then put a finger inside her and began to fuck her. She was tight for a street slut and he liked that for his son. He took his other hand and undid his pants and pulled his cock out. Leaving a finger in her cunt he pulled her head to his cock and told her "I want to see how good you. You visit your old friend Mary and relive your glory years of protests and getting hauled off to jail. Then you call Dad and meet him in San Francisco for a weekend and wonder why you ever had kids." Dad had a planners' conference all week and had left today."What about baseball?" Doesn't start until next week. I actually have a week with nothing extra to do. No football, baseball, gymnastics. No play. Nothing." But she's not even talking to you." Which just means it's a quiet week, too." Can I. I have a good job as welder for Powers Shipyard. I have worked there since the day I turned 18, just like my dad and granddad who are also welders. So how in the hell did I get sentenced to life in prison without the possibility of parole?My trial started at 3:00pm on November 27, 1983. It was a cold day with a nice frosty breeze. At the time I just didn't understand how cold it was going to get. I should have listened to my granddad. By the way my name is Hank Wilson, and today I am at my. When he dropped it to the floor, my tits tumbled free, the nipples standing up so hard that tiny goose bumps formed on my rosy areolae. Danny licked his lips, then bent to slather his tongue around my sensitive nips. I sighed with pleasure, arching my back to feed him my breasts. "Those college girls don't know what they're missing," I said.Danny didn't answer. He was too busy inching down my cotton panties to expose my firm butt cheeks and the wispy blonde hair of my pussy mound. If he'd ever.