"Be reasonable..." You're such a fucking MAN," she spat. "Words or not, titles or not, didn't you think I was special? I thought I meant more to you t...an just that." She paused and started pacing away fro me. "FUCK, Jeff! We've been fucking for six months! I've swallowed your cum more times than I can remember! Doesn't that count for something? You can't just screw me every other day for six months and think it's not going to MEAN something!"I sighed. "Isn't this EXACTLY what we didn't want?. . no, roads were for insuring the Smiths could visit the Browns could visit the Eckerts could get their milk to the market, and the market could send the excess to the big city.Cars were getting faster and the limiting factor was the crappy trails that folks called roads. So the state, at the DEMAND of the Legislature, sent out feelers to see who needed a road bad enough to pay a little extra.Bribing Congress through campaign donations didn't start with PACs. No sir, it started with Mayors. "Here, sweetie: park your arse here. You need to be sitting up with your arms slightly behind you for support. I'm gonna sit facing you."After they are both comfortably positioned, Barbara lifts one leg into an upright position, angled at the knee joint, with the other leg, also angled, laid flat on the bed."Right, now can you make a 'mirror image' of my posture?"The centres of their torsos are a few inches apart. Barbara strokes herself."You wet down there, babe?" Yeah, sopping wet." Good. Now. A few minutes of having her face fucked by her darling Bill she figured out he had cum.She realized it but wasn't in a position to deal with it as his bony hips kept smacking her nose. It was becoming extremely painful and she tried to push back against his thrusting movements but she found her blonde hair held tightly in his hands. Bill switched his movements so that he just pushed the base of his dick as far Bionca's sweet lips. He pushed at the entrance of her throat and wished he had more.