"You do the 'brush off' technique very well. Inform the congressman that I am going home now, and he should call the number I have written down. It is... to the assignment editor, for the Associated Press. I am about to get the congressman into trouble with his constituents, with the government, and possibly with the council; all because you brushed me off. Good day," I said and walked out the door.I had parked just down the street. I was almost to my car, when I heard a yell. I stopped and turned. Jade moaned and opened her legs even wider, if she had been upright, she would have been doing the splits. Her hands ran down across her body, caressing her breasts and stomach before her hands reached her pussy. One hand caressed my head pulling it tighter onto her cunt. The other hand went to her clit stroking it in little circular motions as I flicked my tongue in and out lapping up her sweet-tasting nectar.It didn’t take long before her legs snapped shut around my head, her heels bouncing. Colette hit a particularly erotic combination of nerve endings in her cunt and gasped in pleasure, her kneesbuckling slightly. It was not, however, enough. The stallion-assisted masturbation was nice, but Colette wantedsomething more, and whatever moral qualms she had felt before had vanished in a red sexual haze. Her tremblyquim had never felt so incredibly empty, and she could think of only one thing that might fill it.She stepped back and removed her panties, soaked from rain, sweat, and her. That is until he felt likesomething was moving around inside of him."What the fuck...?!" Damien yelled as he frantically grabbed at his belly."Now what, Diana?" James asked keeping his eyes on the road."Stop the car!" Damien screamed. "There's something inside of me!" Damien, seriously you can stop with the theatrics." JAMES STOP THE FUCKING CAR!"James slammed on the brakes and pulled off to the side of the street andturned off the car. Damien was grabbing at his chest and mutteringsomething.