"I gotta clean up." Yeah, okay. That's pretty cool though," he chuckled. "Like my girlfriend's a criminal." Shut up!" I frowned. "I'm not gonna be you... girlfriend if you're gonna be an asshole." Aw, come on, Amy," he said, trying to hug me. "I'm sorry, I was just funnin' with you." My mom's missing, okay?" I said, shrugging out of his arms and grabbing dirty dishes off the kitchen table. "I'm not like in a great mood right now." That's why I'm here!" He put his arms around me again and I felt. She looked like a farm girl and was bragging about how strong she was. Their match was mostly a lot of trash talking, each telling the other how they were going to get beat. When they did finally start to wrestle, true to her word, she was pretty strong. She spent most of the time riding him and getting him in various holds which, in the end made him submit.When I turned towards Patti, I could tell that she was totally captivated by the program, so I kept my comments to myself.The next couple. I crawled around so that I was in-between his legs like a good slut. I took his cock in my hand and leaned in, kissing and licking his head. I pursed my lips and rubbed it back and forth, smearing his pre-cum on my lips. I rubbed his cock all over my face, over my eyes, and nose, reveling in the taste and feel. He started asking me if I liked it. I had to say it, had d to hear myself say it. " Oh God! I love sucking cock!!" "Feed it to me! Please feed me your cock, I need it!" Wher was this. .. the blood was running down the strings.“Come with me,” I said.“Bobby, Tommy? Go home. You’ve been here all night.”I walked Sally over to the house and into the bathroom.“I hope you need to pee,” I said. “I found this treatment from a scene from a movie, Cool Hand Luke. Hard labor prisoners on road gangs do it to toughen up the hands and heal blisters from swinging grass whips. I was skeptical but it works. Pee on your hands ... both of them.”She screeched and sobbed and cried, but she did.