"Dear, I won't see it. I'm about to die." No, Grandma, don't say that. I'm sure you'll be fine!" But really, she just said this for form; it was obvio...us that she wasn't fine."Don't give me that, young girl. You know better than that. I know I'm going to die. In fact, that's why I wanted to talk to you."Steph looked at her grandma, surprised. "Umm, what?"Her grandmother took a deep breath, and then stared into Steph's eyes. "I am going to die. After I die, I want you to do something for. ‘Coffee?’ At Tyler’s nod she poured him a cup. ‘What would you like stranger? Got flapjacks and a ham steak on special this mornin.’ ‘That sounds good ma’am.’ When the waitress walked away Marshal Thomas stood, said goodbye to the two old men, picked up the scatter gun and walked over to Tyler’s table. ‘Howdy. I’m Marshal Dooley Thomas. Mind if I sit down?’ Tyler shook his head and motioned to a chair. He’d watched Thomas walk toward him and was surprised that he wasn’t a bigger man. According. Scary because of what it revealed about him. Not that it was particularly extreme compared to what he has shown me since or for that matter what he has described as liking, but seeing it for the first time was kind of a shock ? even if I knew what was coming. The picture shows a woman with no legs, amputated right above the knee, and although she seemingly had hands, these had been folded and tied off in such a way that she appeared to have been amputated at the elbow. Only close scrutiny of. Rachel gasped and moaned when she started feeling him inside. He pushed further in, with the foreskin rolling, back making it easier for his massive size to enter her extremely tight hole. She was already screaming when he was half-way in, but he kept pushing. When three quarters of his Aryan cock got stuck in her Hebrew cunt, he decided to loosen her up a bit, so he thrusted out almost completely and then back in, over and over. His motion was slow but strong. Rachel couldn’t take it anymore.