C’mon, give me that fucking cum!”Saxon’s jaw dropped and his eyes rolled back in his head. He slung his brown, feathered-haired head back and be...gan to grunt, thrusting his hips back and forth in sync with my stroking.“Here it comes, baby!” he moaned and jerked his rod away from me and jacked it toward my face. He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head back with a hard jerk as streams of his hot, white jizz splattered all over me. Rope after rope of cum splattered across my make-up. “Jack is flying down to DC to receive the Presidential Medal of Freedom. He’ll meet the president and give a televised speech.”“Wow, that’s cool,” Tyler said, but not very convincingly.“What’s up? You’ve basically been a zombie for days.” “Kelly, what do you know about Jack?”“We’ve been over that, I don’t know very much about him. I know a tiny bit about his past and his hobbies, if that’s what you mean.” “I mean… have you ever noticed anything unusual about him? Other than his personality of. Then I realized something, she had looked seductive. Whatever she was wearing underneath her gown had been affecting her, and it was contagious to the men she was dancing with. I was having fun, she replied, pulling me back to the moment. But then I danced with Richard. At first I was only dancing to fast songs, saving the slow ones for you. My ego went up a notch. But Richard asked me for a slow one, and I accepted. His body felt strong and warm, and his blue eyes were steady. As he pulled me. ”Anne looked her over. “Have you been married, Emily?”Emily shook her head. “No. The man I ran away with - the first one who offered me a chance to get away from all the suffocating, stultify protecting my father was doing, he already had a wife. He didn’t marry me. He just owned me - partly for practical reasons, mostly because I let him. Even when he went home, I always kept a little copy of him in my head telling me what he would and wouldn’t like.”Anne focused on combining the food for a.