You read all three and let me know which you liked best. That way, you can have the ending you want.I met Jennifer again at Gino's to hear what the ne...ws was about my wife of just over thirteen years. I saw Jen in the same table, but there was a beer bottle, I could tell already that the news wasn't that bad."Okay, give me the good news first, I think I may need that to fall back on once I hear the worst," I croaked out.Jen started, "Well; she is physically in pretty good shape. The doctor could. His expression was worried as he continued to watch me. ‘How is he?’ Mike asked, obviously meaning me. ‘He was better yesterday, but the doctors had to up his medication last night because he had a relapse,’ my father replied. ‘Oh the other hand he’s awake, which at one point the doctors were confident would never happen.’ ‘I’m sure he’ll be fine in time Mr. Simmons,’ Mike said, placing his hand on my father’s shoulder. ‘Me too,’ my father replied, sounding less certain than he did when he was. Totally spent, Amber lay back on the desk, huffing and moaning, her mind in a happy fog from being so thoroughly and fantastically fucked. The Imam fell heavily into his chair, his arms limply hanging on the arms of the chair as he just stared at the sight before him, of the teen's white legs spread wide, her gaping pussy red and raw, white thick cream bubbling out slowly from deep within her, her flat alabaster belly heaving just above it as she recovered from their passionate sex. Looking. I loved that poster, mybrother had it hanging in the room when I was a kid. I dreamed aboutFarrah for years and guess what, my body even looked like her's now.Isn't that a gas.The panties felt great and the garter was beautiful...silk and lace, Iloved the combination. No bra tonight. This lady is going to get theentire me. The hose made me shimmer in the light and felt so, so smoothand silky. Bev told me to stand there a moment and came back with somegold stuff. Here let me add a little.