Erin grabbed her by her fat cheeks and kissed her forehead. "Because Rick and me want to live in this town for the rest of our lives. Like he told me,... he came here to die. Well I'll die here right along with him." You're not doing Dallas?"Erin laughed loudly, "No, let Debbie do Dallas, I'll be satisfied with a couple of shows up there a year. I still get chills down my spine when I think of performing in the rain while the Stones refused to go on."Erin approached a very pretty Hispanic girl,. ” It was a scene that they delightfully repeated like a peculiar way of announcing her visit and her welcome. But in a cruel jest of fate, the day soon came where they would give up anything just to repeat if for one last time. * (Kali) It was a breezy and cloudy afternoon when I came to pay her a visit. After parking my car properly, I walked to her house and rang the doorbell. “Who is it?” a gentle voice asked through the speaker. “Its me,” I replied “A humble painter.” I heard a small. His kisses were sweet and my pussy was getting wetter by the minute.“Undo your pants and slide them down to your ankles,” I said. And without hesitation he unbuckled his belt, and slid his boxers and pants to the floor. And without any more words I lifted up my skirt and climbed on top of his hard cock. I slid my panties to the side and he entered my tight hole with ease. I don’t think I had ever been this turned on or wet before. He stopped kissing me long enough to open my blouse and. Michele wiped at her semen soaked panties and looked up at Steve. He was a well built handsome guy in his forties. She thought that she could become quite attached to a man like him. Too bad he was probably going to kill and take her money. She pulled down her skirt and sat on the bed."I suppose I should introduce myself; I'm Steve Marshall," he smiled down at her.Michele paled; she knew who Steve Marshall was and, what he did for Tony Leonardo. She resigned herself to the fact that he was.