Not even the curb. You kicked me to the goddamn street. And it took me moving to across the country for you to figure out how you felt? You’re pathe...ic. You really are, and everyday when I wake up in the morning I wonder what I was thinking, if I was thinking at all.’ She looked at him. Her eyes were hard and passionate and Jon felt his heart stir in his chest. This was the full extent of her pain. This was how she felt. He had hurt her, made her feel like this and he couldn’t help but feel. Of course Rupert doesn’t know that and I tend not to, it’s usually only business trips and the like.He puts the pretzels on the glass table and stands. I love him. We kiss. I turn him round by the shoulder and bend him over. His knees on the edge of the sofa he unbuckles his trousers as I pull my cock and lube out of my handbag and fix my cock in place.I stand. Sandy blonde hair, pointy nose and strong cheek bones. I massage my blue cock that protrudes from my striped suit pants and. Why did she become so excited when she felt so exposed and humiliated? Molly lowered her hand to Kathryns cunny, taking note of her swelling clit, and the pretty pink outer lips of her sex, that were even now beginning to flush and fill with blood, making them pooch out more and more. Taking her finger, she began to run it lightly up and down in the wetness between Kathryns cunny lips, pressing a little harder until her finger was almost buried out of sight between the slick plump lips,. “No ... and I still think the look and smell is disgusting. But as a method of demeaning a rebellious sub? Incredible. I mean, I can’t imagine anyone actually enjoying a spunk shower, but it is a wild wide world of weird. No matter what, Bethany most emphatically did not enjoy it. It was almost enough for me to order it stopped, get her cleaned up.“But then I remembered what a catty little cunt she was, and I kept my mouth shut.”“Interesting...”“She told me something rather surprising though.