"I am......." Smack. "You are my Ho, Admit it!" "Could You please call me your fuck bunny," I pleaded."No! You a Ho for big black cock, the sooner you...realize that the better" He really does want me to be a whore, I thought."May I ask a serious question without getting slapped?" I begged."ASK!" Jerome demanded. "What will I tell my husband when I come over to fuck you?" I was getting nervous."After I seal the deal by knocking you up he will divorce you. TAKE OFF THE DRESS!" I could not help. He doesn't know if he is or he isn't, only that he could be. Go get him, and put him on the phone." Hello?" Hello, Mr. Carstairs. This is Kenny Parsons, Emily's boyfriend." You two made up again?" Yes sir, well at least we're trying to make up, but, I need a big favor from you." Well, I'll help if I can." Good. I'm taking Anne Coulter to California on Thursday, to put her in a "special needs" home in San Diego. I don't know if you remember Anne, she was my birth mother?" He didn't try to. My tongue followed her every move, my lips pressed against her soft lips."Oh! Oh god!" She started up again like that again, so I knew she was coming, but we were in a church parking lot and she was calling out to god, so I just burst out laughing. I mean, it was funny as hell. At least to me.Not so much to her. She smacked my ear and grabbed a handful of hair to shove my face into her crotch. She yelled for god louder, but I just kept on licking her little button. I traced the letters G, O and. She started to purr halfway through."Now, you can't be feeling anything from what I'm doing," Alex complained."Hey, when someone cures you, you can complain to them, but if you're not the one who's been shot, and who's been struggling with her recovery, then you don't get a vote," she shot back."Still... ," he complained."Actually, if the scarring isn't extreme, it may have a healing effect," Cate offered."Well, I'd suggest you do like Haley is. If nothing else, it should make the exercises you.