It wasn't pride Ray was feeling, either. He knew it hadn't really been just ol' Ray Pinsky who'd brought her to these heights any more than it was his... personal triumph to have cured a couple of thousand people of their assorted maladies.It was a gift he had received. Sender unknown.Judging by the smile on Carolyn Maxwell's sleeping face, it was a gift that kept on giving.Ray was facing a classic approach-approach conflict. He wanted — he needed - to keep on traveling, bringing good health and. When I finally began reacting to her and the cold water she let me out. "Look at you! You had to make a decision that had a bad result", she sneered at me. "Poor baby!"."Those women would have been alive if we had attacked earlier!" I shouted back."How do you know? Were you there when they put them on those crosses? How do you know they were alive then?", she screamed back at me. Then she gentled her voice, "Jon, you will have to make decisions that will hurt people eventually, some of them. Neha tugged at my shirt, found a way inside from the back and began to rub my back softly with her warm hands. I put my hands inside her pants and fondled her bums while pushing her body harder against my bursting cock. In a little while both of us had our shirts off. I took out my cock. It promptly became vertical and nestled itself between her boobs. She too took off her pants and lifted one of her leg up to let the cock touch her cunt. I simply picked her up and gave her a ride on my hard. "I know, but mum doesn't weigh much. What do you say, mum. Would you mind sitting on my lap?"'Ok, I'll sit on your lap. But if it gets too uncomfortable I want to stop at a rest stop." I said looking at Steve my husband. He agreed. "Ok, let's get our showers so we can get on the road."My shower didn't take long. Since I would be sitting on my sons lap for five hours, I wanted to wear something real comfortable. My jeans would be too tight. Plus it was too hot to wear them. I looked in my.