"So you be a good little sissy, Cherry, and don't move yourass, not unless you want me to hurt it. Understand?"In a meek whipser I assured him, "Yes,... Sir. I won't budge... Sir. I'llbe good. A... a good girl."He laughed loudly and I heard him move away. Maggie said something tohim about how exciting that had been for her, which was followed by thesounds of wet unhurried kisses. Soon there was the sound of her zipperbeing lowered. And his pants being unzipped. The next wet sounds Iheard. The fake white beard vulgarly tickled at her face as he whispered for her to bend over and grab her ankles. Just standing paralyzed, her body would not obey her mind. she had heard his words but they had no meaning to her. He spun her around, dizziness overtaking her, grabbing for her legs to steady herself, the soft filthy gloved hands holding her hips, understanding what was about to happen to her body she tried to lunge forward, the hands clamped down harder reinforcing the grip he held on. ”“Yep,” I said, shaking my head in disgust. “The Republicans and Democrats were both sweating. They felt the heat of my campaign. They didn’t want me out on stage, didn’t want to give me more of a platform, but they couldn’t go against public opinion.” I smiled. “It helped that CNN, hosting the debate, was also friendly to me. After all, that interview they had with me after my first time as a cheerleader saved their network from Fox News’s dominance in the ratings.”Adelia smiled. “And what a. The one place he wasn't average was his cock, which was about 7.5 inches long, quite thick and circumcised. When it came to the men John liked, he had an eye for guys who stood out a bit, he preferred chiseled muscular redheads, or slim pale guys with jet black hair, guys who were just different from him. Which is what led him to his current boyfriend Ken.Ken was 5'4, Japanese with pale ivory skin and jet black hair, he was exquisitely muscled and completely smooth except for a small patch of.