Jessica completely broke down on the way home, weeping bitterly over the loss of the child she would never see again. Jason consoled her as best he could, gather her into his arms as they reached their house and carrying her into the bedroom. He held her on their bed, stroking her back and murmuring comfortingly. Jason slowly soothed her, and soon her natural sensuousness responded to their closeness as she began seeking a different kind of consolation from him. Their lovemaking Hairy started tenderly, but became more urgent as comprehension that this was their last night of love drove them to wild abandon. They urged each other to insane rapture, for the moment driving out the grief and fear both felt. She screamed as she danced on the tip of his tongue, peaking over and over; they cried out together as his powerful thrusts pushed them both over japanese the edge. Jessica stood before Jason. She was wearing a thin green camisole and he could see every curve of her beautiful body through the thin material. Jason could not believe that this was Jessica’s last night alive. She was so beautiful and so alive right now. "Hey," he said, sitting up and facing her. "We've been talking about my fantasies; what about yours? What's your deepest, darkest desire?" That was the opening she had been waiting for; it was now or never. Her stomach turned uneasily as she began, dreading his reaction. "This is probably going to freak you out, but..." She told him everything, starting at the very beginning. He listened intently, completely absorbed, occasionally asking questions, his face inscrutable. She concluded, now weeping, "... and now I'm just torn apart! I knew I had to tell you but I've been worried sick ... I was so afraid that you'd think I was purposely trying to commit suicide or something ... Hell, I'm not sure any more that I'm not!” He took her hands, looking intently into her eyes. "Jessica...do you want to die? I mean, suppose they were going to shoot you, or whatever; would you want that to happen?" She shook her head, sniffling, “No, of course I don’t want to die but that is what is going to happen whether I want it or not.” He continued. "Well, if they were going to shoot you, would you still choose death to save our daughter? She nodded, unable to speak. He stared at her for what seemed a long time. "I think I understand, at least a little, why that turns you on," he finally said slowly. "Sex is so intertwined with violence and death ...I asian think it's part of the way we handle the fear. I've had pretty violent fantasies myself. Tears were now filling his eyes. Five minutes later Susanna showed up at her door with two men in tow. I guess she was just trying to show her that it wasn’t weird. She believed herself very lucky for never having the misfortune of running across any of them personally. A whole other thing were the pain-induced "orgasms" brought asian about by intense torture. I could feel the pace quickening japanese and knew they were both getting close to blowing their loads. “I’m a beautiful Cunt!” “Uh-huh,” Meadow moaned before she sucked on Hairy the tip of my girl-dick in her mouth for a moment. Enduku Kanna.. I fell to sleep early and woke early. I assured him that taking on some of the smaller projects at that house would give him something to smile about. We all laughed and as we drift off, you hear me say, “I love you, my beautiful wife,” as just before falling into a well-deserved sex coma.