The fables devour the sun at night, or the anthropomorphic story of "insurrection." Some people think that her basket of wine and cake represents the ...oly Communion of Christmas, and the red hooded shawl represents the woman's menstrual blood. Some people use the psychoanalyst Freud's point of view to explain that this story describes the self that defeats me. Others believe that it is a symbol of the relationship between men and women. Inevitably, this story has become a tool for instilling. When I'd worn them out, I lay in bed with both girls tucked under my arms to chat with them. I wanted to make sure Leanna didn't suffer a relapse of her childish temper-tantrum silliness, and I thought it'd be a good idea for Gina to calm all the way down before she went home, as I imagined her family might be excessively suspicious of sexual impropriety.When she'd calmed down sufficiently, Gina was VERY, VERY thankful that I hadn't taken her up on her hints."You can trust me, Gina. I. Then as soon as she got her bearings, she demanded to suck me ... all I can say is, the three of us made up for much lost time, in about two hours. I needed a shower after my soft drink and all the excitement ... after I dried off and got dressed, I left my two girls in a complete embrace, under the cover in the bedroom. It was very, very cold pedaling home, but I held on to a lot of the warmth I'd felt for the better part of the morning.Monday was a much nicer day, with temps predicted in the. ’ I kept sucking and soon realized he was about to come. I started to slow down, but he gave my face a light smack. ‘No, keep going, whore. Come on, I want my jizz in your mouth.’ Seconds later, he came hard. I swallowed convulsively and he pushed my head away. I didn’t know if he was done for the night, so I didn’t move. ‘Good job, little bitch,’ he said, sitting on the bed. ‘Now get over here. I want a taste of that cute snatch.’ He laid back and I went over to him. ‘Come on, get up here. I.