It's his craft, his way, his life." Also his way to question my ability to support you at marriage?" "$67.50, huh, hot shot? You going to pay the rent...on that fancy apartment, that boundless wardrobe, that Hollywood lifestyle in New York City? On $67.50? I don't think so, Don. Not from where I stand. No, k**, I pay for all that. Holy smokes, more than half the spots she gets are thru her old man. She knows that. That stops, all that stops when she says 'I do.'" Donald." It broke her heart to. Mr. Miller laughed as he saw me figure it out. “Do it cunt NOW!” He demanded and slapped my face. Sheriff Owen moaned again and started stroking himself. I pushed and screamed out as my whole hand popped inside my cunt, stretching it wide as I fisted myself for the very first time. I cried because the stretching hurt, but I felt my nipples harden right up and suddenly I was cumming all over my fist screaming. “Oh yeah….cumming sir..sir..” Mr. Miller laughed and nodded. “Fucking slut..” He. I reached grabbing my purse pulling some out giving him one, he chuckled as he took it putting it on saying "you come prepared" I didn't say a thing just as he went going back all the way inside me, he put his hands on my hips as we both pumped together for several minutes. He was really going at it pumping and thrusting his hips hard to me and I could feel his balls slapping between my legs, the more and longer he went the louder my moans were getting, this went on for a few more minutes then. ”“Thank you mum. A piece of the cake will be great.”She said, “You sit there and I’ll bring it to you.”She returned with two pieces of cake.When the cake was finished she asked, “Can I do anything for you now, more food?”“No, mum, you are too good to me.”We made small talk for a little while, then she said, “Why don’t we have a drink. Do you want wine or a soft drink?”“Wine would be nice Mum, I’ll get it for us.”“No, I’ll bring it to you.”I was wondering about her being so nice to me. What did.