She giggled as she pushed me away and led me through her back entryway into her kitchen. She immediately started talking 100 miles an hour about her p...ans for a redecoration and what robbers local contractors were. I just let her run through her usual “I’m not a nympho” displacement activity as I feasted my eyes on her semi visible lithe nude form and steadily herded her toward the stout wooden table in her sunny breakfast nook. The table I’d fucked her on and over many times before.When I had. . Yea? Like losing your cherry, C?? Her voice raspy, her own breasts bouncing, swaying as she kneels, her nipple rings, her naked flesh glistening, Meg continues thrusting her thumb in and out as her boyfriend buries his thick shaft to the hilt, his scrotum slapping against Meg’s crimson tinged fingers manipulating Cyl’s clit. The light from the camera flashing, the video cam rolling, Cyl’s evening’s being well documented while her jerking head remains forward as her braid of hair. Suddenly my lips were spread wide around the base of his cock and my nose was nestled in his pubic hair.Laura exclaimed, "Good girl! You did it! Now stop tensing up. Just relax. I know it feels strange. It will take some getting used to. But the hardest part is over. Once you have done it the first time it gets much easier."I still had his cock buried in my throat. For the first few seconds I had thought that I would suffocate. But then I realized that I could breathe, though not easily. Still,. There hadn’t been thousands of addicts in the country, there had been millions.The United States had been moving towards a two-class society, rich and middle class. After President Taylor, there were four classes: poor, blue collar, white collar, and rich. Much to everyone’s surprise, there was a huge poor class that included people who had once thought of themselves as middle class. The poor were relegated to jobs which had once been done by undocumented workers from south of the border..