Fresh to scene, despite her youthful persona, she had not been afraid to ruffle the feathers of the old brigade. The signs had been there for a while,...a series of edgy column inches to test boundaries, yet this article was another level. She had gone for the jugular. Ambitious or fool-hardy it was too early to tell.“So, what can I do for you Miss Rothman?” I question.“Well it seems I owe you a thank you, seeing as the Post and I aren’t barred altogether,” she begins glancing her eyes from mine.. “I’m not sure I was right about that,” she says and goes back to servicing my cock.It’s when I feel myself hit the back of her throat that I lose it completely.“Jesus H Christ,” my hands dig into her hair and draw her back and forth against my shaft, “fuck Mom,” I groan as I feel her teeth graze my length and she moans against me, “stop; I don’t want to lose my load yet.”I pull out of her mouth with a soft pop, and pull her to her feet. I kiss her tenderly as I pick her up and cradle her to my. " "YES, SHOVE IT UP MY ASS.” “I LOVE IT, FUCK ME, FUCK MEEEEEEE!” I told her, "I love sluts like you." "You're such a filthy little whore, take it hard up your ass!" Holding her hips, I shoved my cock up her ass hard and deep and she was loving it! Then I said, "You like being used!” “Fucked in the ass like a used whore, Don’t you?!!" Through her heavy breathing she said, "YES, YES, USE ME!" I said, "I'm using your butthole for pleasure!" She loved that whining, "YES, USE ME, USE MEEEE,. He’s a pain in the butt sometimes, but he’s a good guy. He came for all of us, and he takes me shopping.” Kayla giggled.“Yeah, what do we do about stuff?”“Don’t worry, he will take care of everyone. He’s good like that. He’s a meanie pants sometimes, but he’s a good guy.” Kayla replied.“I’m a better guy when I’ve slept more.” I said, opening my eyes.Kayla and Jill were standing over me, looking down.“Heya sleepy head.” Kayla giggled.“Hey there. How’s everyone doing?” I asked, rubbing the sleep.