You can start fresh, can’t you? Maybe even be a star on the lecture circuit or something like that,” I rolled my eyes, frankly no longer as intere...ted in her as I used to be.She was a bit dull these days, very woke and prudish, anyway. Of course, she did me a useful turn with the gun thing, not that I opposed guns, just that it would make resistance to my rule that much more difficult to create without any serious civilian ordnance. Rogue police and military units might be a threat, but they. She told me that just thinking of him sucking my sperm out if her pussy made her orgasm it was a good thing she said because when her got on top of her his dick was so soft he could barely get it in her. Then once he did he lasted a couple strokes before he was out. She rolled him off and finished herself off with her fingers and the things that happened earlier in the day. Now as she was telling me all of this she was jacking me off and I had a hand between her legs playing with her clit. So. No one had ever gotten her to shut up before, so she did not know how to react. Nobody ever had the guts to deal with her and this was the first time she was being controlled.In the struggle to get her into the dugout, the thin cotton straps of her halter top were ripped, and the shirt was pulled down on one side. The dark brown nipple of her left breast was exposed, and the pale skin of her chest was beet red from the exertion of fighting off the men. One of the coaches finished the job as he. 'accident'?" "No. I don't think so," Jesse said, taken aback at having to check in front of her father. Her head bowed, but trying to look the man in the eyes, she said, "I do feel, damp." "Damp? Well, there are all sorts of reasons a girl would feel," (he bobbed his head, stumbling on the word) 'damp'," Steve said, not wanting to think of the 'it is natural' one. "Am I going to wear panty liners, too, Dad?" Winnie asked. "No," was all he bring himself to say. "Oh," Winnie said. "It has to.