It wasn’t as uncommon as I had thought, as I discovered many people had died of a broken heart. It was as if the body could no longer fight against ...the soul’s mystical way of running the body. It was shortly after he had left me that I fell ill. I dare not tell him, I did not want to feel that he would come back only because I was sick. I had buried my face in the pillow, feeling responsible for my family’s sadness. My eyes clenched upon hearing my mother cry in the hallway as the doctor gave. He was good at this!"Jeez, Frankie," I gasped. "I knew you had strong fingers from pitching-but I didn't know they were this delicate." I throw the knuckleball," he grinned. "It's a pitch that takes a lot of touch." Oh, man, did he have touch! My oh my. He worked those magic fingers up to my clit, and I was a goner. Then he took his other hand and slipped a finger in my pussy. Hello, nirvana! Boy, was that quick!"Oh, man, WOW!" I blurted out as I came down."I hate to burst your bubble," he. “What do you think you’re doooooi…” He said but she didn’t let him finish. She unzipped his pants, fished out his rock hard cock and immediately shoved it in her mouth, looking up at him. He groaned as she began sucking, hard and fast, pulling more and more of his dick into her mouth. She continued to put more and more, although she gagged a bit she forced her stomach to behave. Bit by bit she fed him into her mouth until her nose touched his pubic hair. She continued to suck as she began to. We head to a Pet-Co’s first to grab some things for Opie. Once we’re done, we head to the beach where Nicholas found me. Opie loves the beach. He’s free to run wild. He’s a good boy and behaves himself. We spend the day at the beach, soaking in the hot sun, eating sandwiches and chips, and little pastries he calls 'churros'. They are crunchy and really sweet, kind of like a donut but different. I could easily see myself becoming addicted to these! Nicholas and I spend some time building a.