Protecting himself without killing people.It was because I was alone, and because I wanted to fuck Bobby Wilson’s very talented brains out, that I t...ied to distract myself by starting to think about what he might face when he went public again. Naturally, I thought about how a person like I used to be might approach things. It was quite possible he’d have to defend himself against fast moving projectiles.I decided I needed to do something about that.I started by throwing things at him. I chose. I'd never been so totally degraded before. I giggled to myself as a thought flashed into my head - What would Marianne ever do to top this?I carefully carried the pie out to Marianne. She was literally shaking with laughter. She took the pie and slowly, gently, she pushed it into my face. I could smell the meringue and the lemon as they pushed up my nostrils, clogging my breathing. I felt the cream cover my face all the way back to my ears. She smeared it around and then took the leftover and. Mom: Then why can’t you go and drink water?Me: Mom! I can’t get up now mom. Who can drink water instead of these milk tanks?Mom: Hahaha. Ok, my dear. Drink your mom’s milk.Me: Thanks, mom.While drinking, I slid my hand to her thighs. Slowly, I lifted her saree and started fingering her. She asked me that how many times I need to do this? I said that I don’t know why my dick raised again. But she said that she was feeling sleepy. I asked her to suck my dick but she denied because of tiredness.. “And that’s supposed to discourage me? Go ahead and slap that booty! I love my ass and so do you, it seems! Come on ... it’s yours now, remember? Do with it as you will! Punish me for Topping from the bottom and threatening to blackball you, stud! You, Shawn, I threatened you, too. Go ahead and punish my pussy!” Angelica encouraged us, though Shawn was clearly a bit puzzled as to her meaning.“Spank my pussy, babe! Slap it with your hand and then wash it again!” Angelica reminded him that he had.