It was like she loved the flavor."So what does it taste like.... So what does it taste like, you whore?"No response. I never get a response. Just the...same sarcastic gaze back up at me as her mouth swallows as much of my cock as it can.Her blowjob grows increasingly wet, with frothy foam bubbles leaking from the corners of her mouth as my cock stretches it wide. She is a smart gal after all. She's making it extra wet for lubrication, knowing it's about to go right back into her ass.And right. But by this time, the other local media outlets had picked up the description. I didn't have the bully pulpit of an established blog and I didn't have a loud enough voice to shout over the others who proclaimed me the defender of anyone with a dime bag in his bedroom.Even the fact that the blogger who had started the nonsense was indicted along with the rest of the city's major players didn't quell the uproar.It added to the problems I already faced. My decision to reject a promotion to. ..... me in the bedroom getting readyfor Max, applying perfume, makeup getting into that saucy red number Iknew he liked.... Then there was Angel sucking my boobies, me suckingher ohhhhhhh............On and on it went. Thoughts racing though my mind. Thoughts that I'dhoped would break the swelling that almost burst but never quite did.How long it went on for, I don't know.I eventually became conscious that the chair had returned to itsoriginal position and I heard the phallus click back into. " Sorry Dad, I didn't mean to, it's just Logan convinced me to skip withhim. It wasn't even class I skipped. I skipped some stupid assembly.It was nonsense Dad. I won't do it again." It was Stupid?" my mother said."Yeah, mom it was nothing important I promise." World Women's Day is stupid is it?" Well, Mom it's just about girls and how society can't hold them downanymore. It's not the 1930's, honestly women need to get over it andrealize they got what they wanted they can vote already,.