As it turned out, we were both closet agnostics, brought up that way by our parents. We shared our distaste for the current state of political affairs...in the country, wondering when someone from the wilderness would step forward and lead instead of trying to manage congress. She laughed when I likened our esteemed body of government to herding cats. She was more worldly than I expected, but I don’t know why I shouldn’t have anticipated it. She was, like me, curious about what was going on. I know how to make hundreds of books an hour. The Romans will buy my paper and my books. When they read my ideas they will learn. Some will be in mathematics but others will be ideas that the average person can and should learn." What ideas are they?" I can have stories that talk of ethics. I can talk of ancient wars and why they were fought and what was really gained. Over the years the people will learn a great deal and think just a bit more like the way I want them to. If you think about it,. Irene understands, excites, opens a dirty smile, is on her knees with her pussy on her daughter's face and her face right in front of my cock. She holds me, spits, and looks at me before she swallows me in one piece.She sinks her face by swallowing everything, all. Makes an effort for me to get into the bottom of her throat, this opens up enough space, Chel massages Irene's dripping pussy. Without shame, her fingers go up towards her mom's stewed anus. At the same time that she finger-fucking. But he didn’t say that, it just came out of my mind and made me feel like a little slut thinking like that.He leaned his back on the bed, grabbing my hips and taking me over to sit down on his bulk. His penis felt so big through his short pressing against my panties... but I couldn’t really tell if he was already hard or not, it was just enormous either way.I started rubbing my little pussy against his bulk and noticed then something like a serpent moving below his shorts. Oh god, he wasn’t.