"She went by the mirror and yelped My God I look a mess," She cried.Both Sarah and I laughed, then Shannon joined us in a good laugh.She went to clean...up, and came down just as the doorbell rang, and it was the pizza guy with our food. We were all hungry, and we concentrated on eating the pizza. I went to the fridge and opened the door. I started to crack up. The dam thing was almost bare."You two don't have any food in here," I said still laughing."We don't eat much, so we can keep our weight. “I consistently find that this attitude is learned and reinforced at home. Girls model their mother’s behavior. You were invited here today Stacey, not just as an observer, but because you share in the culpability and therefore should share in the discipline. Your daughter’s behavior is deteriorating rapidly here at school. In situations like this, the most effective means to change this behavior is to discipline the mother and the daughter in the same manner until both of their attitudes are. ” I barely manage to grunt the words through my sobs but I want him to know I don’t want him to stop.Bruce reaches underneath me and while still painfully pulling my hair and upper body back he wraps his free hand around my throat and grips, choking me. I can’t breathe and I can taste my own salty tears on my lips as I desperately try to gasp in as little air as I can which seems to make my pussy clench down on Bruce’s huge cock and causes him to double his efforts as I become painfully tight.. It was with a great deal of reluctance that I set off for home after breakfast. Emily had work to do before Monday’s trials and tribulations and she needed to get it done. I went home and did some perfunctory housework before taking a glass of wine into the garden and sitting in the warm sun, dress hitched up over my legs and contemplating the events of the night and early morning. I remembered myself brazenly dropping my dress, taking off my knickers for her. I re-felt the thrill I had taken.