The commercial only used the chorus. That's how it is with songs sometimes- you pick out the parts you like and disregard the others. Occasionally you...may even lash out at the singer for even including those others. But to them, all the words, all the notes, are important. Ask anyone who creates- any engineer, any artist, any writer. They'll tell you they're proud of every little piece they put into their final product. Every single little step they take on their journey is one they cherish,. His cheeks were not that pink but he still had the slightest blush, his hair was now damped with sweat and his toned body shined from the perspiration. He gave a slick grin, “How bad you want me?” “So bad baby,” I moaned desperately. He ran his hands down from my sides to my thighs to spread them back apart but still had a slick smile on his face. “N-ahh… what are doing?” I asked. He didn’t say anything; instead he ran a finger down my. Once she was satisfied that she had paid proper homage to his shaft, she moved up to lightly lick around the rim of his cock head. She paused to look at him once more and he opened his eyes to stare down at the young girl. She smiled, then bent to take him into her warm wet mouth.Mr. Thornbeck gave a deep, throaty grunt and reached out to place a hand on her head, pushing her head down onto his cock further. Ashley followed his cue and slid down his cock, swallowing more and more of him until. She shook her head in annoyanceas she peeled down my glistening pink plastic panties over my limp legsand yanked them clear of my feet. She crumpled up the inner pilchersand tossed them in the nappy bucket at the end of the change table,commenting, "These panties are too wet to use again. You are saturated,little girl! You're worse than Cindy!" It was so humiliating beingcompared with her two-year-old. Melody unpinned my soaking wet nappies,and as soon as she lifted away the soggy yellowed.