She was holding lipstick. "Hold still Samantha." She put lipstick on Samantha's lips. "Much better."Paula nodded. "I agree, right, let's be off." Bye,... Rebecca," Samantha smiled."Bye, Samantha," Rebecca smiled back. "Oh, Paula, six inches by the way." Not bad," Paula giggled.Samantha had no idea what was going on.10 minutes laterSamantha and Paula reached a shop. They saw a black-haired woman standing at the door she unlocked the door and opened it."Hello, Tracy," Paula smiled."Afternoon,. Therefore it's not my responsibility.' That DEA agent shouldn't be on the government payroll! Nor should any other 'civil servants' who have the same attitude!"The senator agreed with the first and the sentiment of the second though, a politician always, he didn't commit himself. "You mentioned a third thing?" Yes," Bill continued. "We'd like your assurance that, should anything sudden, violent, or unexpected happen to any of us, you will not let it rest until justice has been done."Near anger,. Then i led him into the other room where he continued to lick my pussy making me cum over and over, when he stood back up he had already taken his tousers off and was standing there in just a t-shirt, as I looked down i got the shock of my life, I thought my hubby was big, he's 8" but this, OMG!!!! This had to be at least 11" long and as thick as a Lynx deoderant can!!! He put a condom on, and with me on my back, he gently slid his huge black cock into my soaking wet but tight pussy, slowly. Following close behind, Betty emerged from the front door looking flustered and worried in a rumpled dress.“What happened?” I asked.“It’s Harold. He’s gone and had a heart attack, the idiot,” Betty answered, her eyes turned to watch her husband being lifted into the ambulance.“Can I help? Can I do anything?” I asked.Betty looked at me with a vacant expression.“Do you want to go with Harold?” I asked. “I can keep an eye on Amelia.”“Oh, goodness! Amelia! I almost forgot about her.” She started.