“If I were thinking about doing something like this, I would call my publicist and figure out some other way I could help get that message out—a w...y that’s unifying rather than divisive and distasteful to a lot of people. As for the San Francisco quarterback, he has people he could talk to that are media-savvy. He’s a quarterback in the NFL. He has access to the media, and so he could get his message out another way. It might not get the same amount of attention he’s gotten with kneeling, but. As my climax slowly subsided and I lay there quivering, I looked down. I was greeted by the sight of my daughters, their faces wet with my pussy juices, grinning from ear to ear; obviously very proud of what they had done to their mother.Gemma broke the silence, “Oh, boy. I want one of those.”“Be my guest,” I laughed, “I’m going to shower and fix some dinner. Unlike some people I have eaten! But, then we need to talk.”With a devilish gleam in their eyes, Amy and Becca turned to Gemma. I stood. I may just have to eat you for dessert.” “You never know; that just might happen,” she smiled. They emerged from the room, descended in the elevator and exited the hotel to their waiting car. The entire time they held hands, with their fingers intermingled, each feeling a certain intimacy in this simple act of togetherness. The valet opened the passenger side door and Jill entered the car but not before giving the young man a little show of her stocking tops and garter as she impishly teased. ??What rule did you break and when??Knowing full well that he must have been watching I stuttered ?Yesterday at lunch I came without permission using my lunch carrot.??And what happens when you disobey me???I am to be punished, sir.??That is correct. Now come with me.? He stood and grabbed my hair and began to lead me to the kitchen. He opened the basement door and led me down the stairs. In the basement he led me to the center of the room. It was much cooler and quite damp in the.