"Hi, mum." I said back. "I love you." I love you, too."I smelled her hair and the perfume she wore. I was drunk with her. A buzzing filled my head as ...I felt my body respond to her."Did you hear?" she asked. "I said, me and the girls are going to come... Mark..." She giggled. "What are you doing?"I was rubbing my hands over her stomach very gently and softly. "Nothing Mum," I replied."We were going to come to one of your games." She continued. "Would you like that?" Yeah," I said. I brushed her. Not giving the poor girl a chance, Diana thrust her tongue into Donna's pussy and savored each drop. At the same time, the young woman continued to climax repeatedly.Donna's legs wrapped around Diana's head and held her tight against her sopping pussy. Totally exhausted, she offered no resistance as Diana disentangled herself and lowered her legs. They cuddled, seated side by side, exchanging kisses with their tongues joyfully exploring. Donna tasted herself on Diana's lips and mouth for the. "Are you sure that you wouldn't want to be my daughter anymore,Kasumi?" Ami asked, getting teary, thinking about the implications ofKasumi's "new" ways, knowing that it could lead to her not having adaughter. "Please, Kasumi, you are my daughter, who I still, and willalways love, so long as I breathe, please don't take that away!" Look, I know that you love who I am, was, or whatever, and it ain't myintention to "kill" your daughter, but I can't be her. I need to be me;I need things like I. But I doubted that they were enjoying life more than I was. I’d been lucky. The Braves had started me off in high-A ball and kept me there for my first year as a pro. Then I’d moved up to Jackson, Mississippi in Double-A and had one successful season there – just last year.Now, after a spending April with my old Jackson club, I’d been promoted to the International League club just outside of Atlanta. Triple-A ball. I was barely 24 years old and on the cusp of real success in my chosen field of.