»She wanted to see it, Sir, it wasn't my fault at all!«, the unhappy lad blubbered in utter distress and was already protecting his guilty bum with ...his hands! But I ordered him into the corner and he dropped his breaches obediently. I commanded him to lift the hen of his shirt so I could monitor the effect of my penance from where I worked. The whipping didn't seem to deliver the expected results, so I asked the lad about Juliette's charms he had witnessed on the playful occasion - and this was. I'd probably have to retire if he gets elected. Discounting that, he would wreck the state. All his cronies and their pork barrel politics would bankrupt it. We're teetering on the edge now."What would it take for you to go on like you are?"Cedric snorted and said, "You mean besides a miracle? I'm going through about $25,000 a week now. It's still three weeks until the election and I should be increasing the advertising to blitz him. That, at a minimum, would require me to double my weekly. "FUCK NATHAN," Jon moaned as he felt Nathan's walls tighten. "I-IM CUMMING," Nathan moaned. "M-me too!," Jon moaned out. The twins then hit their climax, Jon filling up Nathan. Jon then rolled over to the other side of the bed. Beads of sweat covered the boys, them out of breath. Nathan then rolled over , getting on top of Jon. "My turn~," he said in a seducive tone. He then ducked down, licking Jon's hole, making him moan. Jon tangled his fingers into Nathan's, moaning as he feels the tongue. ”Smitty smiled and nodded. We talked for a while and I took and instant liking to him. He had been a pro for years and his undefeated record came with all but one as knockouts. An injured knee ended his career prematurely, sidelining him from a title shot and the really big money. He barely made it ends meet as a boxing coach and he was hoping I would join his gym. We made plans to meet the next day and I was excited about the prospect. After nightly sessions for a week I was hooked and, with.