They promise to build a bridge even where there is no river.~Nikita Khrushchev~When I was a boy I was told that anybody could become Prime Minister or... Premier;I'm beginning to believe it.~Clarence Darrow~Why pay money to have your family tree traced; go into politics andYour opponents will do it for you.~Author unknown~Politicians are people who, when they see light at the end of the tunnel,Go out and buy some more tunnel.~John Quinton~Politics is the gentle art of getting votes from the poor. . my... pussy... nnnnnowwwwww!" My cock spewed great loads of cum into her. Her own orgasm rocked us. She writhed under me, nipples distended, nyloned legs shaking, wrapped tightly around my waist, mouth pressed to mine, thrusting her hips like a whore. I pumped, she thrust, demanding the maximum pleasure, we went at each other again building those giant orgasms of mutual passion and lust. This was fucking at its very best. No strings, no games, just rutting. The pleasure of fucking Linda was. Sam said “Thank you, at least a gentleman wants to help a woman out in a dark creep attic”. As we walked to the stairs, she let be known that she pay me back for this. We got up the stairs, and pulled down the ladder to the attic. I went up first to turn the light no. Sam followed up and headed over to some boxes. I watched her ass move back and forth as she was kneeing down at some boxes. I also enjoyed the sight of her feet that were dirty from the dust. Sam moved around the attic a little. He stood at the end of the bed and he grabbed my hips, pulling my ass down to meet his cock. I was moaning and begging him to put his big black cock back in me, but he told me to get up on my knees. Then I stuck my ass up and pushed my pussy out towards him.I needed my cunt filled with his hard black dick.He grabbed my hips and plunged into my wet cunt again.I was moving my buttocks all around, trying to take all of his long cock inside of me. He held my hips and he really pumped my cunt.