Why Not Replace The Satanic Statue Of Liberty With A Statue Of Christ? A Towering Figure Of Faith, Love,

Why is it so hard for people to see that the main-stream-media is biased and lies to us constantly in order to "get clicks" and cause division in order to push an agenda. It's clear cut and simple to see and yet, people fall for it, nine times out of ten.

Do your own research.

Make up your own mind.

Think out of the box.

Deprogram yourself.

Focus

The gentle feel of his hands on each side of her head.  Holding her firmly as she bobbed her head up and down on his thickening shaft. His eyes focused right on her, watching her mouth working to please him.  His ears catching every slurp, every suckle, every breath she sucked in through her nose.  

The pleasure coursed through her body, her mind so focused on him.  Concentrating herself on his reactions, his noises and his taste.  Her eyes every so often locking with his, taking his stare in.  She would hear him talk. telling her how good she was with her mouth, how hard she made his cock, and best, her favorite, what a good girl she was.  She would swell with pride, her pussy throbbing as he spoke her. She filled her throat with him, eagerly waiting for him to finish in her mouth, his hands remaining on the side of her head, at once humiliating and degrading, just what she wanted.  She both loved and hated it, but deep down, she knew she loved it more than she didn’t.  Even more, she knew he knew as well.  The first drop of precum filled her mouth, and she felt the reaction of her pussy, the sensation almost too much for her to take.

She raised her ass even higher for him, knowing how much he liked that, wanting his cum now more than ever, her mouth continuing to suck, his breaths heavier, his hands more firmly against her head, her tongue swirling, caressing, waiting.  Waiting for her reward.  Waiting for his pleasure.