"Bethany, let's start with you since that's how this started. What questions do you have?"She said, "First, I want to say that I have never had so man... orgasms in so many ways. Master, you can make me cum from just telling me to do things. I had a small orgasm when you first started on me in my apartment. Even before, I knew there was something about you that made me want to be with you and obey you. I realized when you told me to strip that, even though I really didn't know you, I would obey. ’’‘‘I want to give all immigrants, the homeless and minorities a ten year minimum income of forty thousand dollars to give them a jump start back into the economy. With the tax increases we can do that and more,’’ Albert said.I countered with ‘‘First off you fail to recognize that all the wealthy can and will leave the country. In the modern economy money and wealth is fluid; in a matter of hours it can be transferred out of the country, then you won’t have anything to tax. Wealth is not. I reached between my wide-open legs and felt Phil's strong fingers curved around the base of the dildo. I could feel as I ran my fingertips over the slippery leather that he'd only put half of that marvelous prick into me. I moaned loudly, shoving my body closer to Phil's so that my cunt slurped up more of that enormous shaft. I bit my lip; it was starting to hurt with the incredible stretching, but that didn't make me hesitate for a moment in my insane desire to fuck that dildo all the way. A wet dream come to life.A tiny smile played across her lips as she noticed the tent in my pants. Her long erect nipples were doing a nice job on the front of her tight shirt as well. If that's what you could call what she was wearing. It was one of those sleeveless T-shirts that was cut short, just under where her breasts rested on her chest. The rest of her outfit consisted of a micro thong and a pair of very high stiletto heels. She had come to get fucked. I had thought I was ready, until I.