I think she really enjoyed punishing us. Still does, sometimes.?If Marcy was averse to getting married before, this sealed it, but she knew it wasn�...t her decision to make.It was arranged for Sam to bring his mama by on Saturday. He’d get his sister to run the store while they were visiting. One more godawful French kiss and Sam was gone.See, Marcy, I told he’d be a real good husband for ya. Now, you go on to bed and get some sleep. You look tired.?Chapter 8The following Saturday afternoon,. You fucking loser..!" "...a goddamned imbecile is what you are! Get out! You're finished..!"Finally, the door to the Oval Office opened, and out ran an aide - an ex-aide by the look of it - sniffling and red in the face, clearly holding back tears.Senator Cruz heard some laughter coming from his left. There sat President Trump's personal secretary, a young, beautiful woman who couldn't have been more than twenty. She was smiling widely and recrossing her legs from behind her desk. She clearly. Janets trickle of pee suddenly became a full steady stream of piss. The first stream splashed into my face then I pushed myself a little way outward on the ladder. Her warm golden pee splashed against my tits. It ran down from my tits running through my hair at my pussy then dripped down from there. Jack moved back down the ladder damn near shoving his face between my legs. I believed that Janets piss was dripping from my pussy onto his face. Janets pussy flexed as it gushed out two or three. ’ So we kissed and stroked each other for that time until her hand began to stay longer round my cock until she eventually moved down and took me into her mouth. She wasn’t a learner in this field of sex. Her tongue and teeth as well as her lips were brought into play as she sucked and teased my cock into an upright, hard position. ‘How was that teacher?’ she asked with a grin, looking up from between my thighs. ‘You don’t need any lessons in that subject,’ I grinned back, and she moved up.