I was puzzled because we lived in Texas. A few seconds later my aunt yelled, "Please not my baby!" My uncle and I stayed looking at her until she go...t off the phone. The police officer had called my aunt to let her know that her daughter, my cousin, had been in an accident and was in ICU. They needed her to go to California ASAP! My aunt and uncle made the arrangements for her to fly out that noon. They dropped me off at school and headed to the airport. The only thing I could think about. Mille watched as the lens came closer the girls gushing pussy and it showed a battered little fuck hole open and a gaped oozing blood and the white cream of cum. She noticed that the girl’s body had stopped squirming. The man took noticed as well, he uttered something in disgust and threw the limp form on the floor. The camera then came around revealing the face of some strange man scowling into the lens. The sight of him made Mille yelp in horror at the sight of him. He turned the camera back. I found a place to stay.’ He hoped that implied that he had stopped at a motel. He looked at Todd’s companion. ‘Hello. I’m Miles Delong. I’m the wine maker and general manager here.’ He knew that it would annoy Todd, who always made more of his own role at the winery. The woman looked up and smiled. She looked vaguely familiar, Miles thought. She had dark brown hair, in what Miles considered a fussy style, curled and sprayed in a face-framing way. She had an open, interested face, big dark. But I was wondering if we could get together, sit down and talk, spend time. It might help the healing process, and I’d love to see Haley and I’m sure she’d like to see me.”“Don’t you dare to presume you know what’s right for my daughter, after everything you’ve done!” I guess I had that coming, although in many ways she was being very unfair.“Anyway, surely what you actually meant to say was now that your wife is out of town, you’re lonely and want a shoulder to cry on, want someone to fill.