Then my foggy mind told me that my eyes were closed. When I opened my eyes, subdued, shadowy light told me I was not blind, although I almost immediat...ely wished I had been. I found the source of the moisture on my face. It was blood, dripping from what I eventually realized was a torn female torso. Slowly, I realized that it had at one time been the beautiful body of a young woman I worked with. Funny, I thought. She used to look so good. She had never been a close friend, although I liked her,. She felt an odd momentary surge of dizzyingdisorientation, but it swiftly passed."Do you know who I am?" asked Namyllis.Adam glared angry daggers at the older old man. "Of course, I know whoare," she snarled back. "Why wouldn't I know who you were? You'reNamyllis," she spat. Almost as if she were processing new data, sheunexpectedly paused for just a moment. "You are also my Daddy." Herblue eyes burned with anger as she glared at the man with undisguisedcontempt. "You are also a pompous and. It was Bethan that pulled Margaret to one side in a last ditched attempt to get her face covered in spunk. Margaret’s third orgasm was left to smoulder as Jenny joined her. The three of them were inches from his manhood by the time he emptied his balls.Jonathan had to admit, their faces looked absolutely gorgeous covered in his sticky goo as they lapped it off each other’s faces. ooOooIt was a resounding speech that was made on the picket line that day. It excited a fire in the miner’s bellies;. Thick and flat against my hard clit one moment, then stiff and determined, deep in my wet pussy the next. His thumbs were making every effort to stretch me wider than I’ve ever been. I began begging him just to finish it. He clamped his lips over the hard bud of my clit and began flicking his tongue so fast I forgot my own name and start calling out his. Then his large rough fingers, sliding inside me. One finger, followed by a second, and as I started to thrust my hips up for more, a third.