With each thrust it knocked the wind out of me. I was grunting and moaning. As he continued pounding me and spanking my ass and punching my back. Till...he finally pulled out after 10 mins of fucking my senseless."NO! Daddy please don't stop!" I begged! Not knowing where it came from but glad I blurted it out."Oh no you stupid bitch. You told me to get off you and I am!" He replied."Please daddy! I need your cock in me! Please!!" I pleaded. Wanting the feeling of his huge cock impaling me more. Benton had a short but very thick cock and Stella knew how to assist to keep it in. Benton had taken off his jacket and she reached around with a hand to grab his belt by the buckle to keep them from moving too far apart and she used her other hand to brace herself. He grunted and she sighed with pleasure, she being aware he fucked better than most guys she’d ever had and that included two former husbands. Usually she came twice before he called to her and she’d let go of the belt and turn,. She would make them all pay now that she was on her way into power. Perhaps she would even bring back the concept of internment camps? She laughed at the idea. She'd find some way to turn them into invisible Americans. Maybe she'd have a talk with the ghost of Eleanor about that one later. Right now she had to focus on giving her acceptance speech, and what a speech it was going to be! One of great promises filled with lots of sugar coated lies. Americans loved sugar coated lies, and she was. James and John grinned at each other. John looked at his wife and licked his lips. SATURDAY NIGHT ARRIVES James got there early and sat enjoying chips ‘n dip and a Bud. He chatted with John while Mary fiddled in the kitchen with last-minute hors d’oerves. The sliced veggie tray sparkled with the usual items…but an unsliced cucumber held the center, and beside it a small plastic container of Vaseline. An icebreaker, thought Mary as she giggled at her joke. The course of the evening went as.