I squatted a little so my ass was more opened and pulled her hair upwards, this made her hair tickle my balls and also got her tounge in my ass.The mo...e I pulled her hair,her face was going more into my ass.I got so excited that i started praising her.me :you are one dirty little filthy whore.My father was a very lucky man to have enjoyed so much with you.Now you are just my slave.my whore,my property that I will use and abuse in ways that my father also could not think of.I just wanted to do. "Can I say something before we begin?"Sam leaned forward grinning. Several others had bemused expressions. Few of them had any doubt they were about to have some fun. The Chairman, himself, smiled indulgently. Rebecca now suspected he'd always had a thing for her."Bradley and I are going out," she announced, tersely. "That's all." Who's Bradley?" someone asked."That engineer guy," Fiona, the company legal specialist, told him."Ah!" the Chairman said."'Going out casual' or 'real serious going. I thought about school, I thought about mowing lawns, I thought about playing baseball, I tried my best to ignore visions of Mom's pussy on the toilet seat, I tried my best to put myself in a frame of mind to share a bed with my mother without embarrassing myself. By the time I'd dried, with a moth-eaten piece of cloth that barely had enough terry loops left to be called a towel, my cock had gone down to about one-third mast, and as long as I didn't think about pubic hair, as long as I didn't. And would you look at that! The media was even here! Let's hear it for freedom of the press. At least one photographer, and someone with a TV camera, someone else with a microphone. And think of all the cell phones ready to capture this!"C'mon guys, let's take arms against the foe. Everyone grab a plate of cookies." Do we have to pay for 'em?" Cal asked. "I'm not carrying any money."And just where would he carry it? I wondered. Where is brains should be?"Don't worry about it. This is courtesy.