A lot of the men were killed because their helmets almost ripped off their damn heads when they hit the water. And a lot of the men hit the water, wit...hout their life jackets on, and died when they never surfaced. My dad did survive and went on to successfully raise his ten children, but he sure wasn’t easy on us growing up. I can remember having a beer with him on his 70th birthday on the back deck of his house. ‘You know dad, you really were a bastard when we were growing up,’ I said taking a. Mavis said she would be glad to stop by and get you.”“What is everyone wearing?”“Just what we wore to school. Ms. Rita took her bra off as soon as we were in the car with her.”“Did she really? I think I’m going to like Rita Borelli, the more I learn about her. Tell Mavis I’ll be waiting down in the garage at five.”“Without your bra?”“Did you put your bra back on?”“No Ma’am. I have it in my backpack. My panties too. They were wet.”“I love you, Babe. Just keep having fun and keep picking good. " He reached into his inside jacket pocket and withdrew a slim blue-velvet box which he held out towards her. He reached forward with his other hand and flipped the lid of the box open, revealing a glittering diamond necklace and matching earrings inside."Oh Grandpa," Shannon gushed, her hand flying to her mouth in surprise, her eyes opening wide as she looked at the dazzling jewels. "They're ... they're gorgeous!" A beautiful young woman like you deserves something equally beautiful." Ted. She teased herself with her index finger, running it around the outside of her pussy lips. In her mind, she was nervously lowering herself over her husband's knee. The mental image of the feeling of her weight being supported by the tips of her toes and her torso on his legs, combined with the close up view of the floor flashed in her mind as her finger dipped inside her molten pussy. She ran the finger back and forth between her sopping hole and her hard, stiff clit, moaning loudly and.