The Sixth, a Preacher, with a B.A. degree,Patted it, and Felt it, and said it would Pee.The Seventh, a Rabbi, a Mean Little Runt,Blessed it, and Fcked...it, and called it a Cnt.This young rich man was looking for a wife, and had narrowed his choices down to 3 women. He couldn’t make up his mind on which one he should marry, so he tested them. He gave each women $5,000 to see what they would spend it on. The first woman went out, bought furs and jewels, and blew all the money on herself. The. Me!"She wasn't asking her son to physically resist the older Akers. She only hoped he would implore his father that she had been hurt enough.The look she received in return chilled her, as Kyle's face hardened and his words were icy, cold, steel weapons which hurt more deeply than any blows her husband could rain upon her."You deserve everything you're going to get... WHORE!" he said as Allan again dragged her by her hair. She had, at first, tried to fend off his blow, but the abuses of the. Deeper and deeper I explored, faster and faster until Cheryl’s’ legs gave way and she sank back onto the floor. With a quick movement, she kicked her thong off and wrapped her legs around my head. I had no choice but to carry on and that I did with enthusiasm. Her clit was so swollen by now that I could not ignore it and kissing and sucking it gently into my mouth I made her squirm around to the extent that I stated getting worried about the noise. I circled the clit slowly at first avoiding. . what are you doing, Sophie? Get that the fuck away from me," he stammered. His stupid attempt at confidence made me laugh."Shut up, Charles. Get between my legs and lick my cunt! If I feel you move the wrong way, Charles, I'm going to stab this knife into your neck. So you better lick me right you stupid fuck." I said, lips retracted from my teeth. He hesitated and I snarled at him, pushing the tip of the knife in deeper. I didn't want him to die from this stab, but I wanted him to.