“still wanna be a cum dumpster?”“fill me, my ass wants to feel you fill it with cum” she begged. ”you kiss your daughters cheek with that f...lthy whore mouth of yours?””yes oh god yes, so true even once after giving a blow job””mmm your dirty come coated mouth kissing your little girl” I slapped her ass making her yell in pleasure again. ” you are such a dirty tart” I slapped her again as she smiled at me looking over her shoulder.“say it”“say what baby” she begged me to tell her.“say you. "John, i only do this because your uncle is... Well, he's not enough to satisfy me." she confided in me. "He's not very... large and he's just not willing to give me what i want. And that is why i'm horny all the time, John."I was speechless. I couldnt believe what i was hearing. Who wouldnt want to be banging my aunt Judy all the time?"So John, I have something to ask you. Will you please, fuck me? I need it badly John, really bad." She begged me, and i realized i was in control of the. She was sick of it, but there wasn’t anything she could do about it. Bone tired, exhausted, she drove home. Her Toyota clunker bounced along with the rest of the traffic till she reached her cut off, drove down the off ramp, hit the four lane suburban roadway that took her home. She thought there must be fifty red lights in the five miles from the Interstate to her apartment. At last she was home. She pulled in, found a parking spot, got out and walked up the sidewalk. Peter recognized the car,. The fourth and fifth ciphertexts have resisted the cryptanalytic techniques used so far and I have set up a batch analysis. While the techniques used in the earlier chapters strongly suggest that the ciphers used in the later chapters are breakable, the client should be aware that there is something of a tradition of multipart ciphertexts in which the first texts are crackable but the final text is merely random data. It is generally believed that the Bealle ciphers are of this form. My initial.