I repeatedly stabbed my thick cock into her pussy, sliding it along her wet pussy lips, pressing my weight onto her, and crushing the slut's C-Cups ag...inst my chest. Barely moving my cock now, I ram it again and again in her, holding her in place with a hand clamped to the top of her head, her silky blonde hair soft in between my fingers as I fucking treat the bitch like the slut she is. Soon I feel my cock tingling like I am going to come, and I think of how nicely she sucked her brother's. He was doing better all the time. When Chris had first brought him home, the boy had raged and grieved and hated his father with a child’s ease and passion. That was all to be expected, and in truth Chris had wondered more than once whether he ought to just give it up and let William go back to live with his mom. But while time does not necessarily heal all wounds, it often leaves one with tough and hardened scar tissue. And scar tissue is not a punishment, but a gift. Between school and. Her teenagers could out eat any grown men easily. Lisa Heyman and Eric approached me to thank me for all the help I’d given them. “I was so worried about Eric getting a job and about the possibilities of moving. Now it looks like everything is going to be just great. Thank you so much!”Once everyone had arrived Sheena, Bianca, and I circulated to chat with everyone, eating sparingly and drinking even less. I had a few shrimp and a lobster claw along with some cold veggies—green peppers,. . When I was done working ... I wasn’t. Same deal with the Basilisk ... I cooked and cleaned.When I came in the next morning Gonzalez was just finishing the conversion to propane. Propane is safer in confined and inadequately ventilated quarters.“Gonzalez!”“Sí, Patrón.”“Good man!”“Sí, Patrón.”The entire shop broke out into laughter.Now ... about this Patrón. In the normal course of events, a woman boss was MARRIED to the boss ... she would be the “Patróness.”“Patróness.” ... a diminutive, a.