Rather than abandon her altogether however, he grasped ahold of her golden hair and turned her face so that she was facing him, or rather, his still v...ry swollen cock.“A treat for you, my child,” he quipped, pushing his swollen purple head against her lips until they parted for him, even as she was filled from behind with a second cock. “Suck.”She did her best to do just that, to suck, despite her inexperience, while he called her names, all of them degrading and exceedingly filthy. Her cheeks. Would you like to have sex with me now?”I replied, “Yes, but I don’t know how.”Mrs. Johnson smiled and said, “You are not much older than my own boys and I taught them all that they needed to know.”I was amazed and said, “You let you own sons make love to you.”She smiled and said, “Yes I do. I like dirty things and letting my own sons fuck me is dirty. You blackmailing me into sex is dirty too. The only thing that could make this any better is if you decide to stick your cock up my ass and then. We did find two bars that had potential. One was the Golden Mug, which the college faculty and town officials frequented. The other bar was O’Brien’s Pub the more affluent students took over as their own.The bartender and owner at the Golden Mug, where the faculty and town officials hung out, said there would be no problem if Jenny worked his bar. He told us the faculty members were getting very skittish concerning sexual harassment suits and, in some cases, blackmail by young college girls who. "Oooh," gasped Mary as her tummy rumbled. She was feeling it already, her stomach gurgling and processing. Mary was feeling so full and stuffed, but she would not allow herself to use the toilet until the very last minute. Her stomach groaned and rumbled some more, and Mary rubbed it more. She put her hand in her pants to feel her increasing wetness (no easy feat! considering how tight the jeans were now!).Her tummy was so swollen and rumbling horribly, she gasped, and had to lean to her side.