It was the only one being talked about in Washington that day.I grimaced. I remembered the controversy from my first go through. “Ari had it cued up... for me this morning. It’s not technically something the President has to do anything about, since it is campaign related, but he figured that there would be questions.”“What’d you tell him to say?”“What’s your take, John? You were Navy, even if you were flying off the boats instead of sailing around on them.”He flopped down in a chair across from. I could feel his fingers probing and stroking me, while his palm was firmly rocking on my mound. His fingers pressed in, easing me apart. I whimpered and groaned as his finger tips rubbed over my clit. The sensations increased. I felt his fingers rub more, then he curled his fingers, and I gasped as I felt his fingers intrude inside me. Oh My God, his fingers were up inside me. They felt invasive, awkward and tight, he was pushing them deeper while he wriggled them. He curled his fingers and I. ” his mother instructed. “Do I have to wear the yellow ones this time?” Todd wined. His mother just gave him “The Look.” He quickly returned with yellow, low heel slippons.“This is Mistress.” Said Aunt Hazel pointing to Cindy using her strap handle. “This is her bitch, Trixie.”“Truxie, go get your Mistress and I each a glass of wine.” Trixie moved immediately. Trixie and Aunt Hazel watched Cindy, Mistress, feminize me with rouge, mascara, lip stick, eyebrows, fake eye lashed, fake fingernails. ”She stepped to the ground and I took her reins and mine, wrapping them on the limbs of a bush. I walked around her horse where she stood taking a blanket from her saddlebag. She was fully naked except for her boots.When she turned to face me, I looked at her breasts then down at her pussy.Maggie Sue Kirkendall does not have the first pussy hair. I mean NOT ONE DAMN HAIR ON HER PUSSY.“I never did like my pussy with hair all over it. I started shaving myself when I first began to grow hair down.