This could be a trap, Lisa thought. She was often sure that her mistress was being disingenuous when she claimed that the beatings she administered we...e solely for Lisa's own good, so she had to be sure that her answers mightn't arouse her mistress' displeasure. In any case, there was a good reason why Lisa could never be open about her views on socialism. It was as a result of America's displeasure at Newfoundland electing a Social Democratic government—Communism in America's Backyard, as it. Alex, on the other hand, had no such delusions: the children were spoilt rotten and smoked, drank, took drugs, stole and slept around to their heart’s content. It was kind of ironic that they lived the stereotypical rock and roll lifestyle of their father. Jaime and Hannah had spent the first twelve and ten years respectively living in London with their mother and father, where they’d been spoilt rotten and for five or six years had been on the road touring with their father, Bevan, who was the. I said” Mom, please,cant you forgive me. I am a human and I can make mistakes too.” suddenly mom turns around. I could see tears in her eyes, and her eyes was red. She was crying all this .She said “I do consider that a person makes mistakes, but I have realized something. I have realized that you do not love me. You are just using me as you slut for your sexual gratification. You have no love for me and now I believe that you can never, ever fall in love with me just because I am your mother. “Damn, Jenny. I’ve never felt anything like this. Feels…so fucking good. Damn, you’re going to make me shoot off.” “I know honey, my guy likes it too…only thing is…he helps me get off while I’m getting him off.” I increased the speed and pressure of my finger on Randy’s prostate. Grinding my pussy against his hip bone. “Randy…help me…please…I need to cumm so fucking bad.” I felt Randy hand slip between my grinding mound and his hip bone. I felt his finger slip between my bloated pussy lips.