Oh what sweet hell is this, I have to sing. We can get back to this,” Bridget tells me and I regain my compure and let her wipe my lips off. I can almost feel Bridget trying to force herself down onto me deeper with her mouth but she pulls back before choking and slowly repeats the process taking her time and allowing me to enjoy her work. Bridget likes that and we board the bus towards home. “Bridget what are you doing here? I did everything for my Mother and she was happy to have her fucking victory trophy of a son for years while she drank herself into a fucking hole and I took care of us and as soon as she found the man she was looking for she decided she needed to straighten her ass out for her new perfect fucking family,” I am spewing venom but apparently that doesn’t dissuade Dr. Mom and Dad are worried but I’m smiling.
