There is something else,” he continued as he put his hand on my shoulder, “I know there are a lot of things going on right now with you, Kimmie an...d Joe…”Shaking my head, I stood up and protested, “Please dad, I really don’t want to talk about them right now.”“Just – just here me out, son, that’s all,” he said calmly. “I’m not pushing anything on you.”I sat back down on my bed and with a resonant sigh looked at him.“All I wanted to say is I’m so – so proud of you! How you were able to handle. Perky and topped by pokies. Pokies that were attention-seeking, sensitive, stiffened, engorged teatlets of pleasure. If that wasn't enough, throwing back the covers I discovered that my previously lightly-haired pubic mons was now a soft, smooth, naked runway to the pouting obviousness of my cunny. A cunny that seemed to have its own microclimate; hot, humid and prone to showers of sticky cunny juices to decorate my thighs. Well, I wasn't going to allow small things like that to distract me. It. Look, chattel slavery is an evil from the pit of hell, and many of them knew it. The compromise they adopted to allow the United States to form was a terrible one, and it led to the deadliest war in American history. You can pretty much draw a straight line from the compromises made to allow ratification of the Constitution to secession. But none of that should take away from the amazing strides that have been made.“The problem, as I see it, is that people have a completely wrong view of the. He told her that was good to hear. He took his hands and began feeling her breasts again and focused on her nipples, again it felt so good she let out another moan. The cop took his hand and unbuckled the trench coat and slipped his hands down to her hot wet pussy and jammed his fingers in as deep as they would go. She started bucking and squirming because it felt so good.He told her to be still and spanked her ass. He said to her that he was in charge and if she started moving again, she would.