Abe Wilkes seems to be being awfully harsh with his wife. The girls are all riled up about it, but Mrs. Wilkes hasn't complained. The other thing is, ...do you know anything about John Ware?" I wasn't aware of Wilkes, but I'll keep an eye on him. He's the jackass that screwed up circling the wagons the first time we did it. I thought Ware was part of your family group. Leastwise that's what he told me." No, we never met him until we got to St Louis. He said he wanted to go to Oregon to do some. It didn't take long for him to cum.While cleaning themselves, Carl smiled, and whispered, still breathless.“You're such a hot bitch... it must be hard for your son to have such a hot mother... I bet he masturbates thinking about you”“Don't you dare... to talk like that about him”“It's the truth... I'm sure he looks at you and wonders if someday he'll be able to have a gorgeous woman like you”“Thank you, but I'm not comfortable to talk about him. Could we please change the subject?”“No, we. "I flushed, but didn't disagree.The detective looked between us, a frown on his face. "What? No, I mean does she have someone that might take something out on her through you?"That brought me up short and my eyes widened. A glance at Keven saw his expression go thoughtful. "Maybe. I... I was carjacked yesterday and a policeman killed the man. I didn't think..."The detective's eyes sharpened considerably. "Did the man tell you something or give you something?"I shook my head. "No, he was running. It was real. It was there. In no time, my twenty strokes were over. My belly and chest were covered in a fine sheen of perspiration. My entire vulva was on fire. I had never felt more alive. MILF_Sow: Done, sir. Sow_trainer: Good job, sow. You may now beg me to let you play with my cunt. MILF_Sow: You mean my cunt, sir? Sow_trainer: No, you dumb cow. I own your cunt now. It doesn't belong to you anymore. Understood? MILF_Sow: Yes, sir. Sorry sir. This fuckpig apologizes for being so dumb..