It burned and I tried to cry it out as he watched me be humiliated in front of him.I felt him walk away as I kept blinking and crying, trying to get t...e burning sensation out of my eye. I sensed someone walking towards me and thankfully it was Sir. I had almost forgotten he was sitting there watching Will fuck my mouth. I didn't like Will as much as I liked Sir. Sir was patient with me; Will was not. He lifted me up and whispered into my ear, "Get onto the bed, love." I felt calmed at the sound. "I can't," she said.Maria silenced Bret with a wave of the hand and asked, "Sharon, why ever not? That one is about our policies on farming. Whatever is controversial about that? We even say broadly the same thing as my opponent, though don't quote me on that." It doesn't say anything, that's why not," said Sharon, "Look at this sentence: 'Federal Subvention will be used to maximise the utility of support in the best interests of society'. It means absolutely nothing at all."Brett could not. You begin to undulate a little lower with each hunch or two, until your heated pussy nearly swallows my face. Your moaning and groaning was so sensual, your speech garbled as you fucked my nose, mouth and tongue with ardent pressure. ‘Do you like my wet pussy, baby?? Doesn’t it taste soooooo good? You just love me to fuck your face, don’t you?’ you growl. Suddenly you stiffened, groaning low and animalistic. You then expel the most heavy breath as your release comes, flooding my mouth, face,. As we drove Kelsey blurted out.“Why are you doing this? “Mom left us, are you taking it out on me?”“You are all I have, I do everything you want and you treat me worse than a whore.”I can’t say for sure why or how things have developed with Kelsey.I guess she is right. I have to think my attitudes toward her derive from my feelings towardher Bitch mother. I see her mother in her, the whore who left me, in Kelsey.I wanted to say something to sooth her. I thought I should say something nice.