As I lay there pondering the possible outcomes she began playing with my cock. Then I felt her licking the head."Christie, you shouldn't." I want to. ...I'm going to suck on you and make you feel good." You already made me feel good." Now she had more of me in her mouth and was holding the shaft as I grew in her hand. I lay there letting her do as she pleased. Her soft lips and tongue making me lose any other thoughts. "Wow, it gets so hard but the skin is smooth." She sucked on me and licked me. I felt a hot jelly like liquid spreading over my finger inside her pussy, immediately I stopped kissing her and moved to her pussy to taste her organism…….. Hmmm dam u man I was so hot and sweet. Then she moved her head down and took my cock in her mouth and started to give me a good blow job . My cock felt so good in her mouth and in few mins I splashed my sperm in her mouth.Then she pushed my head to her pussy and I begin to eat her sweet and salty flesh. I could tell that she was in the. And here it’s not like they treat as well or anything. They’ve fucking raped us when they couldn’t get what they want with cigarettes or whatever. They treat us like fucking shit. They treat all women like shit. They’re the ones with the fucking power. It’s for them to make their lives fucking better. Or the lives of us women better either. Men are just fucking pigs!” “That’s not true,” Buttercup protested mildly. “Some of the men I’ve met are quite gentle. If they could have relationships like. I couldn’t pay for our few purchases fast enough and we just about ran from the store all the way home. I cried for hours. My life was a failure, and my wife had been right to want to leave me all along. My ‘feast’ for the only person in the world that I cared about, and who cared about me was to be a few tired scraps of produce, a stale hunk of bread and a tiny bird that was probably 90% bone by weight, and I was already plotting how to boil the scrawny carcass to become stock for our soup.