When those two come into conflict, it bothers you to the point of frustration and obsession.”I nodded, “I can see that, and I’ve heard frustration from the other side from my Russian friends who think things are too free and open here, resulting in chaos. My Japanese friends’ heads would probably explode at the utter randomness of American life.”“There is a cultural component, but I don’t think that’s the source of your philosophy.”“My mom being a control freak is the source of my philosophy.”“Yes. For you, freedom to be yourself and freedom to do what you wanted with your life were such important goals that everything, including community, took a back seat. You’ve moderated those views with regard to family and work, but it actually all ties together. You want to be the parent who is most unlike your mom as possible, and that spills over to work as well. As we’ve discussed before, for an avowed capitalist, you have a lot of socialist leanings!”“And you know my point on that - it’s. "Mmmhhmmm," I mumbled through a mouthful of cock."That's it slut, suck my cock, you fucking whore." I doubled myefforts, rolling my tongue along his balls and pumping his stiff shaftwith my hand. He tasted good and I knew all my fucking had turned himon by the sheer hardness of his prick. This wasn't going to take long -and it didn't."Yeah," he teased, "I'm going to give you my cum, my gift."I mumbled again into his cockhead as his thick streams began to fill mymouth. I pushed his dick past my gag reflex and took the last two orthree ropes directly down my throat. He moaned when I deep-throated himand shoved my lips into his pubic patch, holding me there until I wasgasping for air. Then he pulled out of me, zipped up his pants and wentback over to the table.I went to the bathroom to clean myself up a little bit, touch up mymakeup and plump my lips. I did a few more lines and had another beeras Jack kept working the computer, looking for more tricks."We probably have enough," I.