Or I could "bob" for some turds in the toilet bowl--whatever your pleasure is. Taunting me about how 'shitty' it tastes, compared to how good the foo... was that your body made it from, or the fact that you get to eat real food while I get to assuage MY hunger with shit should 'go down well' at this point! Make sure that I eat it all, and slowly, chewing each bite thoroughly before being allowed to swallow, so the shit particles get wedged in between my teeth, insuring that I continue to taste. " And we make no profit." Ah!" He played with his calculator again. "If we gave you a three per cent discount that would cost you a little under £2.90. You could charge £2.95 and still be under your three quid ceiling." And the gross takings wouldn't change and might even drop." Why?" Because a fair number of our patrons would desert us for the Featherstone Arms, the quality of your beer notwithstanding. Let me tell you our side of the story."The Egg nodded condescendingly."I don't know what. The young tits were red from out mauling. “On your fucking knees.” Laughed Josh. We wiped our cocks on her sweet face, my cameras set up to catch everything. Seeing her looking up at us, cum seared over her face, I was so hard I jacked my cock cumming over her hair. "Look in the camera Bitch." Laughed Josh. Nothing like a young teen cum faced.Morgan stood up again. What a great sight. Young bitch fucked.After our fuck fest, I took it easy on Morgan for a few days. I was fucking her. ” He nodded his head towards Theresa.“We are not together,” I said.“Yeah right,” said Jackman. “Kevin, you need to spoon-feed that bullshit to somebody who didn’t spend almost three hours of their fucking time listening to your God damned life story. Every time you say her name you smile.”I didn’t answer him.“And it looks like she’s got it worse,” he said. “She’s standing over there rocking your baby between two of the nicest titties I’ve ever seen on a white woman, but she has not taken her.