Hillary didn’t do much more than wring her hands and give speeches. Ever since Syria started coming apart at the seams, she had been blustering with...Assad, drawing red lines, and issuing fearsome warnings about what couldn’t be allowed to happen. In every case she had been ignored and Assad had done what he was going to do anyway. She looked like an idiot and would have to backtrack and explain why it really wasn’t a red line after all and how it hadn’t really been crossed anyway. Her last. She was a young lovely, a little big but her body worked well with her features. A cute face, a nice pair, great ass. And of course, adorable feet. Her feet were big which is a turn on, it seemed that part of the summer she had picked up upon my little Foot Fetish, and was slowly beginning to tease me with her feet. *A little insight if anybody cares. Periodically she would say that her feet hurt, and she would slide her sexy feet right on over to me and I would massage them and breath deeply. She explained the reproductive systems of us both and had us strip naked so we could inspect each other then stripped off as well to show some differences between older and younger women, she had me insert my fingers inside her to feel her G spot which started getting me excited but when Darcy did the same my boner immediately went to full on and bobbing.Nancy’s breathing changed as she stared at my erection while Darcy ran her fingers inside her then she had Darcy do the same to herself but. It was getting dark and there didn't seem to be too many cars or trucks in the stop so I thought we would be safe. Well, it didn't turn out that way but it did bring us closer together.We both entered the rest room and were standing at the urinals when two men came in and stood on either side of us. They started urinating, or at least I thought they did when I noticed the man standing on the other side of my son was very interested in watching what my son was doing. I also noticed he had his.