" I promise, Bob. I love you." I love you too, Becky. Take good care of our baby." Bob drifted off again as Becky continued to hold his hand and sob.B...ob's sisters and their husbands came running up and basically pushed Jo and Becky out of their way. They started to push Tess too, but she gave them a look that would have curdled milk and they backed off."What happened?" Maud asked."Bob was shot in the chest," Tess said. "The bullet is still in him. He's been coughing up blood, and he's bleeding. She knelt on the bed, facing TK, right hand cupping her vagina with her middle finger rubbing her swollen clit. She lean forward, her lips parted his, her tongue slithered in search of his tongue amid her soft moanings. TK struggled helplessly against the bonds, more pre-cum discharged from his painfully engorged penis. Her simple act pushes his orgasmic urge right to the edge, all he just needed was just a gentle rub to release. Their kiss was rather brief before Irene intervened. Pushing Mel. I remember how he strode away from me on his big horse with his thick army boots and his navy colored trousers - and I remember Isabelle, and at that moment as he led her from the square, I remember knowing that I'd never see her again."And your father," I muttered tonelessly to Christine, hating that memory. "Is he alive?"Christine shook her head, dabbing a tear from her eye.I waited."Father is dead."My heart soared but my mind was incredulous. What had she said? Could it be true?"As I've told. I cautiously roll her over, her soft rounded butt before me. I caress it, spread her cheeks to see her puckered brown asshole. I bend to kiss and lick it, she moaning in her sleep again. I kiss her sweet cheeks, lick her cleft. She stirs. I stop until she's deep in sleep again. I turn her over again, spread her legs wide. I sit and just look at her pouty cunny lips for a good five minutes, then bend down to kiss them again, touching her large girl nipples. I have to stop before I lose control.