I mean, I liked sucking cock and I like the taste of sperm, but he was so disgusting and his dick smelt. I reluctantly opened my mouth and he started ...fucking my face. I gagged a couple of times as his dick hit the back of my throat. I'd never been face fucked like that. I'd sucked a few guys off in night clubs as a dare and sometimes the guys got carried away and got a bit rough; but nothing like this“I haven’t wanked all week,” he said and pulled my hair. "Suck it slut. Make daddy spunk." I. As she started to panic she started to scream. When she did that she heard footsteps behind her and quickly had a rag stuffed into her mouth. As she struggled against her restraints and tried to scream some more her face was slapped - and again - until her screams were sobs. "What's a stuck up bitch like you doing down in this neighborhood? Doing your good deed for the year trying to help the poor folk out?!" the gruff voice asked. "You and your friends avoid this area. Tonite you are going to. And then some sentimental shit, you know,” He said.“What kind? A brother is just curious,” Tommy said.Meanwhile, in the back of the store, Ken-Ken and Jessie were watching.“Wait, who is he? And why is a...” Jessie asked.“Don’t even. He’s taken, ho. That’s what Thomas is there for. To help him out. His girlfriend,” Ken-Ken said with sass. “He is fine though.” He then walked away.Jessie stood there.“I don’t know, a poem or some shit. Women love that, huh?" Dante asked Tommy.“Shit, I barely know. On the back of the picture Judy obtained during her research is this inscription: “Remus Trump, horse thief, sent to Montana Territorial Prison 1885, escaped 1887, robbed the Montana Flyer six times. Caught by Pinkerton detectives, convicted and hanged in 1889.”So Judy recently e-mailed the President for information about their great, great uncle, Remus.Believe it or not, President Trump’s staff sent this response back.Remus Trump was a famous cowboy in the Montana Territory. His business.