It didn't matter to me that Coach Bills was your father. You were my baby," and Angel attempted to reach out and hug Mia, but Mia pulled away. "I was ...ust too young to take care of you and I'm sorry for that."Mia hated her tears and she hid her face from her mother by looking away. She didn't want to continue talking about this.Angel realized her daughter was still filled with raw emotion and not ready to discuss the situation, "It's going to be OK Mia," Angel said softly and then she stood up. Salty. He slowly thrust deeper onto my mouth. My jaw was open as wide as it could go, but he was too big. With an impatient grunt he pushed my head down onto the hard, fat cock and I could feel the gag reflex starting. I was choking. He didn't stop. He pushed until I felt the end of his b**st block my throat. I gagged but his hand held my head firm. I couldn't breathe and I felt panic raise itself in my chest. Still he held my head. I tried to twist away but the fingers in my hair held me. It's not that bad, at least I win sometimes." Speaking of winning, what did you do to those two down the hall, Muriel?" Brenda asked, "You should have seen them Di, they were nude except for collars, kneeling, and calling her Mistress." The biker bitches? Do tell, Muriel. What did you do?" I just showed them who was boss, that's all. I promised them that I would go see them dance tonight. Don't you two have something to do there?" Yes, Muriel. We manage the club. I think you'll be surprised at. Her wavy brown hair had become quite long, falling down her back. Though she felt she looked a bit older, around her eyes especially, Carmen still felt confident in herself. Carmen remembered when someone had told her she looked like an old movie star, and with her dark eyes and pouty lips she could almost see a resemblance. Going to the gym and living a healthy lifestyle for the last several years had paid off in terms of her body. She was in the best shape of her life, her already athletic.