My onerous tasks for the day complete, I headed back to the hotel after eating lunch.I decided to go to the pool but leave around four. I went down an... got in some good laps trying to exercise my body for the day. I wasn’t sure all the sex was good for me. I usually got a fair bit of “good” exercise and hadn’t been doing that. I could feel my body reacting to a bit of serious exercise. I swam around lazily cooling off. I got out and sunned a bit. At four, the bar was being readied and I left. Lekin phir bhi mai sex ki bhooki hoo. Mai ab real baat pe aati hooo ke mai ne kis tara apne husband ke ilawa kisi or mard se sex kiya hai. Hamari gali mai ek sabzi wala roz sabzi bechne aata hai .Mai oos se sabzi leti hoo or jab bhi mai koi began ya mooli ya gajar leti hoo to wo bade bade nikal ke deta tha kehta tha ke madam bade lene mai hi maza hai.Mai ees ke ees matalab ko nahi samjh pati thi lekin mai note karne lagi ke wo mujse kuch jada hi free hone laga tha or jab bhi sabzi lene ke liye. ”“So Scott was a bad boy, Mama?” Taylor grins.“Oh very bad... good thing i like bad boys so much... one day I caught him jerking this thing in his room, sniff a pair of my used panties. It turned me on so much... I gave him, his first blowjob that day... Remember... Baby?”“Hm... yes...” Scott moaned looked through the lens of the camera at his mother stroking his hard cock and rubbing the spongey head of it against her soft tit.“I think he wants you to shut up and blow him,” Taylor chuckled.“If. It’s a call from Joe Walsh, Senator,” Jane Sanders, still leaking some of my cum from her ass after a little quickie, informed her husband, Bernie.“Congressman Walsh? How nice to hear from you!” Bernie was polite as ever, his eyes only briefly flashing with demonic mischief and schadenfreude over Walsh’s landslide defeat.“Congratulations, Senator. Or should I say, Mr. President-Elect? It appears that you’ve beaten me, fair and square. Well, aside from the influence of our shared master, Lord.