I mean ... that mirror sucked me in and no manner of pulling back worked.Humility? Not on your life! Sure I read that damn book ... I just didn’t be...ieve it. I might be a tiny bit humble now ... give it a think, girl ... nah.Patience? Ha ... I didn’t even wait to find out if those guys had the high moral ground ... Kill ‘em all and let the All-Mother sort ‘em out. Not that I really felt that way ... if I get outta this alive I’m never coming back. Put THAT in your pipe and smoke it!Did I care. As he came around a long curve, an enormous house, practically a mansion, appeared in front of her. She slowed down to read the number on the mail box, and confirmed that this was her destination. She wondered whose house this was as she pulled into the drive way and got out of the car. John stepped out of the front door and approached her, smiling, and asked her "What do you think of the place?" "Its huge! Whose is it?" "Its mine, you stupid bitch. You think I am going to blackmail my. Two ... one... , Roll credits, Ready on one. Coming to one. Cue Kirsty..." Good evening and welcome," Florence's interviewer smiled. "In tonight's programme we will be looking at some of the latest New Order initiatives and I'm joined by Florence Daniels, Minister for Home Affairs" Florence nodded in acknowledgement. "But first,..." Florence felt her stomach sink. Why wouldn't they just let her get on and talk about the important stuff? "I hope, Minister, that you can comment on media. " the man said pleading. The woman looked at me concerned and then smiled. "well okay" She said taking my cock and guiding it into her soft moist cunt. I pushed it in until until I could no further. "Do you like the way I feel?" She asked. The man was watching closely. "Yes, you feel amazing" I replied. I started to pump enjoying the feel of her. We both were getting into it and I was watching her tits giggle with each of my thrust. I felt good, I was fucking a married, full grown woman that I.