For a good couple of minutes he kept up the harsh pounding of my mouth as I began to squirm about trying to ease the assault of my mouth when he final...y backed off and pulling me up a bit "You like having your fuckin' mouth fucked don't you whore?" he asked me. I looked up at him and having gained a little more breath, "Yes, yes" I answered "This fuckin' whore loves to have her mouth cock fucked by a fuckin' hard cock" I added. Several more slaps to my face followed and then he reached down. – ‘Sorry.’ I said. ‘Must have been wool-gathering.’ – ‘Looked like plain old daydreaming to me. Get your head in the game, man. We’re getting killed here.’ Carmen was right. We went down hard. On the way home, I was still thinking of Christina. She was slender, but more sylph-like, graceful, as opposed to Abigail’s runner’s body. At home, I did a search for sylph. Too skinny. And invisible. I got side-tracked, and ended up reading about naiads and undines. Christina was a creature of air, and. She anointed her sore and aching labia with some cortisone cream and put a dab on each tender nipple, shivering with pleasure.I can't wait until tonight, she said to herself, her forefinger knuckle deep and seeking, the nail carefully blunted. I need it right now. Her brother was home from school but she was almost sure he had a girl with him. Then she heard the lawnmower in the backyard, pulled on the top of her flimsy baby dolls, tossed back her carefully dyed hair, it was now platinum,. The sassy bitch standing on the other side of the desk started rather early. I wonder if her weakling husband was her first and only. I suppose with one so young it’s possible. Interesting. Very interesting. It shouldn’t bother her too much then when her daughter follows in her mother’s footsteps.” This thought brought a smile to Sanchez’s lips.“And just what are you grinning about, Captain?” Jennifer Land said as she placed the receiver none to gently onto the cradle. “That was Gary Jameson of.