If he heads off to East Asshole, Indiana, and never shows his face again, that will be just fine with me.” I cocked my head to the side a touch and ...sked, “So where does this leave me? Shit flows downhill. Is any going to splash on you or me? I’m sorry if you catch any grief on this, Newt. That wasn’t my intention.”He waved it off. “This won’t be a problem. He’s just one more pissant appointee. Nobody needs the grief. Those guys have already forgotten his name and your name.” He gave me a. You continue to pound me hard into the bed.and your breathe becomes warm against my neck. A moan escapes my lips. I tell you how bad I want you to cum inside of me. You tell me how your hard prick wants to cum in my tight ass. You force me over again and I lift my stomach from the bed much to my objection. You then tell me that you’re gonna make me cum harder and longer than ever before. I am quite resentful that you want to fuck my ass, but you say ‘ You win some, you lose some.’ I start to. " Not a problem." It will be a problem if you do," she fired back."Believe me it won't be a problem. I'll never touch any of yourclothes again." Second, I get to pick and buy your clothes." OK, but..." No buts about it," she fired back. "I don't want you to go outdressed like some tramp slut and get arrested." I don't go out of the house," John replied."You never can tell when some neighbor will see you or something." Can I at least have some say?" John asked."Oh, of course you can tell me what. I’ve heard him every day, several times a day, tell you he loves you, and even me at least once a day, he would tell me he loves me but yet, I do recall he told Clare more than he did me, that he loved her too.”“Come to think about it, now that you mention that, he told Clare he loved her as much as he did me, if not more than he told me.”“No telling how many times he told her, when the two of them were off doing, whatever, together.”“Yea, you got that right.”“I tell you what we can do.”“What.