I sent him home.”“Have him call me tomorrow morning. I’ll tell him.”I was hit with this in the morning before I even had a chance to talk to C...arter. “Congressman, is it true you are planning on firing one of your key Congressional staff members because he is gay?”Good question! If I say yes, I look hypocritical, and the Democrats rake me over the coals. If I say no, the hard-core Evangelicals in the Republican Party have ‘proof’ I’m not really one of them. It was time to play that most trusted. Wendy puckered up and blew him a kiss and he retreated behind his counter, red of face and muttering something in welsh…no doubt about English women… he ‘being chapel!’ The meal over, they strolled back to the car, wandering along with no definite plans they pulled off and found themselves at a beach off the A55, the sand warm and small family groups dotted about, May by now needed to pee and she managed to do so for the camera whilst standing holding up her dress to waiste height, leant on the. The place where I’d eaten breakfast, where my brothers and I had played hide and seek, where my mother had cooked up birthday feasts and my Dad had watched endless tennis tournaments on the television.The furniture had changed, moved around, as had the inhabitants but the house remained and it felt as though it watched disapprovingly as Harry Lawson would come in through the front door and we’d fuck our way through every last room, from the basement to the attic.Every room, every surface. The. She would say things like. 'Hurry up sir prince, I'm ready for your big hard cock' 'Im all juicy and ready for you my handsome brave prince' ' come over here and fuck me like a dirty common whore' And fuck her they did. She loved feeling their manly chests and shoulders as they laid on top of her. She loved feeling their hard twitching cocks slip deep inside her. She loved listening to their groans and grunts as they thrust into her hard and fast. But most of all she loved tasting their cum..