..”“They’ll be tempted to retaliate against the current administration. Give in to the far left. The United States can’t be governed by extrem...es.”“I guess.”“Jerry Brown, that old warhorse in California, compares governing to paddling a canoe. Right side, left side, constant course corrections to keep you in the middle of the river.”“Sounds a little simplistic.”Matt laughed, “Yeah, the way I said it, it does. Let’s roll.”He took me over to the Watergate complex, to my old pal, Mr. Kenneth. Matt. We had just finished a hot round of petting and kissing. My cock was hard and her pussy was wet. "Give me your hand." She said in a tone I couldn't deny. Taking my hand she ran it across her ample hand and a half size tits, down her stomach and between her legs. Curling my fingers, she took my index finger and ran it slowly into her crease. My finger tip felt warm and sticky with her juices. With a sharp inhale, she slipped my finger inside her pussy.My eyes must have looked like bread plates,. Susie's hips jacked up when his tongue slithered into her naked cunt! The boy had pushed the thong to the side!"OH GOD!" she exclaimed. But her cunt responded excitedly, rising up again and again to meet his plunging tongue. The boy was cupping her supple buttocks to raise her cunt each time he plunged his tongue inside."Bud... Bud... God... YES... YES... YES... OOO... OOO... OOO... YESSS... YESSS..."Peacock stopped sucking her breasts and looked at Susie enjoying Bud tonguing of her cunt.. .”Baby girl…honey…don’t tease me…please” he begs me lifting his hips up to meet me. I plunge my ice cold lips over the tip and take as much of his rock hard cock in my mouth as I can. The ice stings and my tongue sears his skin as I work the shaft with my mouth taking him to the edge as I suck and pull, tongue dancing over over his glands. Lifting myself up back up over his body, teasing him again with my wet slit just above him he begs me to lower myself onto him. “Please, I want to feel how.