" I don't mind when they stick to the game," Brock pointed out. "It's when they get into other shit that it pisses me off. That whole thing in Washing...on, I don't think they asked me one question that pertained to baseball. It was all about that Congresswoman or the idiot getting drunk in the locker room. You know, I haven't had a hit in this series. I mean not a fucking one. No one had asked me about it." You haven't had a hit in the series?" Williams asked, turning to Brock."Not a one," Brock. It’s a six,” Danny said.She spun the piece of paper around 180 degrees and then asked, “Are you still sure it is a six?”“I get the point,” Danny said looking at what was now a nine. “Sometimes it is a matter of perspective.”“We did buy the land from France. Was it theirs to sell? By the laws of the time, yes it was. They had planted a flag there and claimed it. England, Spain, and America recognized that claim. At the time, probably every country in the world recognized that. I plunge my tongue inside her making her scream and arch her back with only her head, hands clinching the sheets, and feet touching the bed. The rest of her is in the air feeling my tongue inside her making her burn inside, not even a min passes and she explodes, bursting, making her body shake as it falls on the bed. She feels drained as I clean her up with my tongue and lips tasting, lapping up her juices making her clean, but before I can move back up her body she begins to get wet again. . He could see that she was fighting tears. He decided that that would be enough for tonight. Her tits and her cunt were bright red. He loved to see that. He released the hoops and removed the clamps. She sighed in relief.His cock was hard as a rock after all of this and he decided to end the session with a fuck. He disrobed and put his stiff cock at the opening of her pussy. He unshackled her legs and lifted them over his shoulders and thrust into her as hard as he could. He took his time.