A man stood outside his house after a bitter divorce and noticed a crate of beer bottles. He took out an empty bottle and smashed it onto the wall swe...ring “You are the reason I don’t have a wife”. He smashed the second bottle “You are the reason I don’t have children”. He smashed the third bottle “You are the reason I don’t have a job”. When he took the fourth bottle, he realized that the bottle was still SEALED and filled with beer. He said to the bottle “YOU STAND ASIDE, I KNOW YOU WERE NOT. This time I obeyed. I moved up next to mom and with one swing, I slapped her hard across her face. "Again" dad ordered and once again my hand went across her face. I didn't know why, but I suddenly felt a surge in my body as dad ordered me to do it again, only this time to add some dirty talk. I looked over at him and saw that he had taken his cock out and was starting to jerk it off. I looked back at mom and feeling a sense of power, grabbed her hair, pulled her head back and "You fuckin'. A moan as a tongue snakes out and strokes her firmly. Slides into her. Licking gets greedy. The face is pressed right up against her and she realises it’s a woman by the hair rubbing against her. She desperately wants to thrust. To grind her pussy down. Pulls against her restraints but the burn from the handcuffs is painful. She wants to plead with the women to lick her harder. To taste her juice then share it but she dares not. Body is starting to shake. Muscles tightening. Pussy pulsing in. The door hardly finished closing, when Sammy tore open Lisa's blouse. "What's wrong with you, Sammy!" Lisa gasped, as the redhead dragged her to the bed. "Slow down!" I can't" Sammy whimpered, as she ripped off her skirt and jacket. "I need you so badly Lisa! If I don't do it now, I'll die!" Sammy shoved her lover roughly to the bed, and forced her legs apart. Lisa gasped, as Sammy attacked her like she never did before. Sammy's tongue seemed to have a mind of it's own. Lisa never felt anything.