Was traumatic for the Michigan David. He lived their deaths. The Scottish David was particularly difficult ... parts and pieces of the shattered soul/...spirit/being filtered in as they sought coherence, they were, after all, seeking their way out of a multitude of other parts of victims destroyed at the same time.Then there were the others, The Finnish boy killed by a Russian sniper ... the Russian soldier blown to shreds by the stick grenade thrown by the Finnish boy milliseconds before his. Mom writhed under the stimulation and let another smaller flow of juices erupt. As her unhooded knob grew too sensitive for direct stimulation, Dad dropped his cock and simply massaged his bride’s flexing ass and thighs, helping her through her obviously intense climax.“That’s my girl, that’s my girl. Let it out,” he encouraged lovingly, as he continued caressing her body, which was now glistening with a prominent sheen of sweat. Mom shuddered and moaned for a few more minutes, panting heavily. We got pretty drunk quickly and played around flirting and teasing in his back porch hot tub. She would sit on his lap and let him run her shoulders. He playfully slide his hands down the top of her bathing suit and cupped her tits. She just giggled and moaned a little as he played with them and bit her neck. She teasingly told me that he was sure getting hard underneath her. She said, "you're kinda big aren't you?" To him and winked at me wiggling her butt on his cock. He asked if she wanted. Every single strand of Dee's pubic hair was gone.I walked silently up to the lovely girl and observed her closely. She didn't look up; only blushed furiously. Several feet away, Brenda stood nervously, like a starving artist at her very first gallery opening. She seemed to be holding her breath. I walked around Dee, examining her closely from all sides, then paused in front of her and laid a hand gently on her shoulder. She jumped a little, but did not look up."Spread your legs a bit, please.