She tried to keep an eye on her children too. Every time she saw themtogether—which was more often than she would have thoughtbefore last night—th...ey were smiling, happy children, asnormal looking as all the others around them. They didn't hang on eachother, but they didn't avoid each other either. They just looked...normal. By contrast, there were other kids who bickered and fought. In mostcases it seemed like the normal everyday interaction of teenagers whowere in competition with each. I live my life by a rule, we call the golden rule it is this; ‘do unto others as you would have them do unto you.’ In other words treat everyone like you would want to be treated. If you want to treat someone badly, then they would treat you that way too, but who wants to live like that? I sure don’t, so I treat everyone as nice as I can and hope that they treat me the same way. Now as you know, if someone treats me or innocent children badly, then I have the strength and power to treat them. My pussy isn't a picture on the web. It's a living pussy you can touch with your hand or kiss even lick it. It is yours forever."This encouragement lit my fire. I began to kiss her pussy and I used my fingers and I licked her clit. Her voice was low but it was enough to feed my lust. Sometimes I stopped and I touched her with my tongue as I almost devoured her wonderful sex with my eyes. I soaked up her pussy and when I licked her clit and stroked her pussy, with my fingers as she reached her. He was very strong."You don't want to be covering those up, Laura," he said. "They're too beautiful to cover up."He dropped one of her wrists and cupped her left breast in his hand, squeezing it roughly, then pinching her nipple between his thumb and forefinger so hard that tears came to her eyes."Ohhnn! You're hurting me!" she gasped."Hurts? I think you been fucking with girls too long, Laura. I'll show you what hurts."He dropped his mouth to the same breast and sucked her nipple deep into his.