We were on our way home ... we were near Oxford ... and she got really ill. She died, Jan. I took her into Oxford, to hospital. But she died, Jan..." ...I'm on my way home, Dad." No need, darling. There's nothing you can do..." Yes, there is. I can cry on your shoulder, Dad." The call ended with a click and he hung up.Thirty-six hours passed in a blur; he couldn't have said what time of day it was, merely responding to his body's demands – the toilet, water, dozing in a chair.His daughter found. A little bit quicker and her hips started to buck, this was getting better and better. She had lost control of her thinking, not realising where she was and not caring, she was on a bed playing with her clit and very turned on. Her hand went down to her pussy, her lips spread easily and two fingers went in. She fingerfucked herself with two fingers and then three and afterwards four, she liked the challenge of how much she could fit in there. She had lost control so much she didn’t realize. Aval niyabagam iruku aanal nee ippozhuthu adaiyalame theriyamal irukiraai endraal, sari unathu mobile number irunthaal konjam kodu endru keten?Aval en appa mobile number thaan irukirathu endraal, en innum mobile kuda vaithu ilaya nee endru keten? Aval veetil vaangi thara vilai nee un number kudu naan freeyaga irukum pozhuthu unnai azhaikiren endru solinaal. Naan en numberai vaayal solinen, aval naan mana paadam seithu kolgiren endru solinaal.Aval oru iru naatkalaaga entha call message seiya. I was duly impressed with Suzie's shooting. I holstered my weapon and helped the women stand. Suzie's purse caught my interest. I watched as she shoved the 17 in through a secret slit in the side. She smiled and shrugged her shoulders. Virginia was holding me tight and I put my arm around Suzie too. In short order the police arrived. The lead detective started interviewing the patrons and it soon became evident they were pointing us out. As he strolled calmly over I opened my coat slowly and.