Colin stroked the saliva-drenched cock a couple of times and then looked up at Stephen, grinning mischievously. Stephen closed his eyes and braced him...elf."Oh GOD!" Stephen shouted as the entire length of his cock slid into Colin's mouth and down his throat. Colin didn't like to brag, but he was an amazing deep-throater. Stephen grabbed the back of Colin's head and started fucking his throat, the wardrobe rattling as his ass pounded off of it. After a while, he indicated he was going to come so. Ten miles was too damn far for me to hoof it but I would be anyway; and no, I had no intention of calling his business and asking for a ride which I’m sure he would have condescended to grant me; the key word being condescended. I was taking nothing from him that wasn’t mine his willingness to grant me mercy in those respects notwithstanding.The walk wasn’t as bad as I’d feared it would be. I’d started early and I’d made it in under four hours. I looked up at the clock on the bank building. ”“Really?” I blinked. “But she’s always talking in her campaign ads about how happily married she is to what’s his name.”“Politicians lie, Frank,” she said then sipped her champagne. She looked so elegant as she did it.“Right,” I nodded. “Foolish of me to forget that fact.”“Very foolish,” she agreed.“So, you think we can use it?” I asked.“She has the look of a woman that takes what she wants. And she wanted me and the other bimbos.”I glanced around the gala, nodding to people as we moved. She hesitated at the door, and then decided that it was her room, so she had a right to be there. This, together with the way the school worked, meant she felt quite content in slipping in and sitting down in a corner to watch. The dirty blond girl was actually facing towards the door, but her eyes were closed as she moved her body up and down, her legs wide open, on the sides of the boy’s hips…giving Sandra a perfect view of his thick hard cock slipping in and own to her smooth pussy. Sandra.