It felt so good in me, almost as good as Clint's dick. It had his girth and length, my cunt squeezing down on it.I slapped the control box in her hand... “There. Drive me wild.”She sighed, her olive cheeks blushing dark. She swallowed, looking around. There were a few cars close to us but no people around. What a pity. Her fingers stroked up the box. It had simple controls. On and off button and two arrows to increase or decrease the vibration.She pressed the on button.“Pam!” I moaned and dropped. She no longer heard the music – only his voice. He held her captive – his touch like hot ice as he traced the curves of her body. His words encompassed all her thoughts in a thrilling imagery that surpassed all boundaries of sensuality. Her body reacted spontaneously, heart racing in sexual anticipation, every muscle alive, blood pulsing to the forefront, and she wanted him. Experience his fantasy, embrace the unknown as he explored, enjoyed, and enchanted her with his persuasive talents. It. Her tongue snaked around mine as she kissed me fiercely, I ran my hands down her bare back onto her ass then up her sides as I finally got to feel her perky tits which were pressing against me. Rolling her rock hard nipple between my fingers, tugging and pinching it firmly Kerri nibbled on my bottom lip and slid her hands up my top. I backed off and pulled all my clothes off while Kerri stood with her legs wide open watching, playing with her pussy. I moved back in to kiss her our naked bodies. ” John giggled, “I finally have the funding.”“Maybe fix this excuse for a road? I will go get it right now. Thank you, John.”Howard went to his office and went to the Omak Review’s website. Sure enough, there was the article that John had referenced. Howard printed off the eight pages. He glanced at it and whistled as he got the gist of it. He took the pages to the front and handed them to Mrs. Tripp, “I think both President John Taylor and President Tripp would like for you to have this. It is.