She glows that night as her hair which was neatly done for the wedding is now messy and she looks more beautiful for it. The glowing and her perspirat...on mix with her expensive perfume, and she feels a special feeling inside. She is wet – she tastes it – she gives some to her lover, and then she falls asleep besides him like a little child. This is beauty. That was the storm – now there is calm again – until the morn where a more primal and lustful (but loving) tornado takes place again, sans. He pulled her mouth open with both his hands and shoved his cock in her mouth. He was deep in her throat, his cock throbbing, fucking her mouth. Lisas eye began to roll. Everything was out of focus. The lights were a bright blur. She could see the men in uniform walking up to the front door. Her mom was crying, Buster at her side. . She could feel the cock in her ass THROBBING. Everything began to swirl around. The warm spring day, the words, On Behalf of a Gratefull Nation. She tried to. All that was left was a few random dry heaving sobs.When the rear door, leading out to the pool area from the kitchen opened, Carmina sighed. Partly in relief and partly with hope. She thought at least the worrying would be over.What met her eyes definitely confused her senses. First in the door was Stan. Then Louisa followed closely by Billy and last in was the tall one, Mort.Carmina blinked her eyes, rubbed out the remnants of the many tears she had shed and gaped at the quartet entering the. Cordan climbed back into his car, started it up, turned his police lights and siren on, and forced Amanda to pull over to the side of the road. Cordan smiled as he grabbed his pad of pink tickets and approached Amanda's window. He told her that she didn't have a license plate on the back of her vehicle. "But I swear I had a license plate on the back!" she cried. "You know this isn't the first time I've pulled you over," he remarked. "I can let one mistake slide by. But two..." "You can't be.