We have a gift, I forgot to bring it tonight. Tomorrow, for sure.’ ‘A gift?’ his dad said. There was a long pause, and then, with great effort, ...liff’s dad spoke again. ‘You know what would be the best gift, Cliff?’ ‘No, Dad, what would be the best gift?’ ‘I think most of all . . . I would like to see your mother again and visit with her. I look forward to that.’ Then Cliff knew his dad truly was ready. Cliff’s mother had passed on three years earlier. Cliff started to speak, but a lump in his. When she looked up at me I could see tears roll down her pink cheeks. Then I told her to go to her room, strip and come back wrapped in a bath towel. She followed my orders to a “T”. When she returned wrapped in a large, white bath towel I told her, now that she had received her punishment. She needed to be pampered. Bronte wondered what I was up to, as I asked her to slide her sexy butt up on the counter. I asked, “Would you like a full body massage.” She was surprised at the turn of events.. Her whole body was trembling and shouting rather loud holding my head with one hand and the sheets with other, clinching her teeth and suddenly her thighs s their grip on my face. There was a splash of hot fluid from her vagina directly on my face as she squirted repeatedly wetting my face completely. Licking her secretions, I continued my licking.Madhuri, just rested and after a while she pulled me up and started kissing. My mouth and face was full of her own juices, which she also relished.. Was it worth it whore? You fucking slut. I can't believe that I ever saw anything in you. You go to work with strippers and become a party whore for strange men. Stay the fuck away from me back alley slut."Stunned all I could do is watch as he tore her down with his harsh words. Sarah was on the floor where she had collapsed during his attack. Her face was white as a ghost and she was shaking."I just came here to get my stuff then I'm gone for good whore. I don't want anything to do with you.