I began to yearn deeply for my mother. Later that evening I arrived at my parent's home. My afternoon sales call had been successful and I was going b...ack to San Diego with several big orders. I was quite pleased with myself. The cold wind seemed to bite thru by overcoat. I couldn't wait to return to the California sunshine. I stomped my snow-covered shoes on the porch and opened the door. "Is anyone home?" I hollered from the foyer. Mother called from the back of the house, "In the kitchen,. “Don’t stop.” I can feel the wetness flowing from your body. My fingers search for the opening and slowly, gently, enter your body. Your hips arch upwards, and my finger plunges deeply into you. Your breath escapes in a hiss. Your back arches again. Your hips press against my fingers and you don’t move. Pushing, pushing against my fingers, wanting them deeper. Slowly I withdraw my fingers but your hips arch upwards again, straining against my fingers. Again my fingers thrust into. .. I giggled, causethat's still what I like. Probably why I do what I do. Davey is cool tho.He totally likes having a stripper as a roomie. Plus the benifits! He wasstaring at the TV, but his hands were all over my tits. Softly caressingthem and twirling around my huge nipples. I began to moan, and that gothis attention. He leaned over and kissed me, and while he wasn't like, mybf or anything, I still get all warm inside from his kisses. He is sogood with his tongue. Like ohmigod is he good.. She found another fragment of the bullet and three pieces of cloth. Using the narrowest forceps she could find in the kit, she pulled the pieces out and probed again until she couldn't find anything else. Getting the whiskey from Claire, she poured it in the wound, causing Alex to lurch around in our grasp. She used the probe again and found another small piece of cloth. Irrigating the wound again with whiskey, she looked again with the probe and found nothing. Picking up jug #4 she poured some.