I took some courage and told her that I think of her as my heroine to fuck her as hard as hell.She started to blush and her nipples got erect which wa... visible from the transparent saree.She came near me and told that she had not touched a rod since my father left her and asked me if she could touch it.I told her that it is only for you my slut to feast on.She held my cock hard in her hands and started playing with it and my cock was stone hard and suddenly she took it in her mouth and started. She doesn’t even know this is happening!”“John, like I said, you weren’t here! This guy wanted to know everything about me in Kurdistan, and whose uniforms I was wearing and all. Of course, she’s behind it! How did you find out, anyway?”“You’re not a three-star asshole! You’re a four-star asshole! Jesus Christ, Carl! Hillary isn’t setting you up! We are!”“WHAT?”“That light bird was tasked by the Chief of Staff himself, who got the word directly from the Speaker of the House, your old buddy John. “Is that really necessary?” she asked.“C’mon. It’ll be fun.”How could she refuse? He wore that giddy, playful smile of his, and from deep within the home her mother signaled her agreement. It was to be an extension of her graduation party. Her father brought out tins of raw chicken breast and quarter-pound burgers wrapped in plastic along with two-liter bottles of soda. She craved a cold beer just about then, but since they still thought of her in kindergarten terms, she left this small desire. This time I decided to cum all over her tummy and breasts. When I felt the first contraction I pulled out and splattered her beautiful body from neck to the bald mound of her pussy. I layed on her smearing my seed for a few minutes as we kissed. She began to cry saying, "We shouldn't have, my husband is going to hate me." I kissed her forehead and promised her that he wouldn't. She looked up into my eyes and looked a little comforted but still in disbelief. I wrapped my new lover in her robe.