We enjoyed the night, and as it went on, I felt his hand on my back. Each time, it went lower when we were together. I could feel a spark between us a...d I could tell, he did too.When we got back in the limo he was very excited about the night. The driver asked where we wanted to go, and he said, let’s just drive around and enjoy the night. We sipped some champaign and had fun. Our conversation turned a little more sexy! As we were chatting, he mentioned that it would be a great night to open. .uh...mmm" I slammed back and forth into her wet pussy with excitement and held her tits clutched hard then softly as I squeezed massagingly. The girls continued kissing. Beccas hands were all over Jessicas body so lovingly they had giggled and joked on how hard their nipples were. I pulled Jessica over me by her curvy ass and made her bounce around as her moans went to near screaming. Becca moved on towards me, opening her legs over my face. She had never done this before and always thought. Stepping out of the skirt she leaned back against her car, lifting one foot up to rest on the rear bumper. I stood in front of her just gazing at her, my eyes moving down her body, from her, now erect, nipples down over the slight curve of her breast down her stomach to the dense, black patch of black hair. Looking closer the dark curls looked so soft as they curled down concealing just a bit of her… I found myself staring, completely focused on the dark wheel rims of the Cadillac as I drove. This literary tidbit is not a criticism of conservatism per se; but onlyof one particular pack of thieving, duplicitious, short-sighted, power-mad, Constitution-raping neocon jackals who are no more conservativesthan Charlie Manson was a hippie. And oh... in no way is this humblefable meant as a slur against pig-mask wearing transvestite ballerinas.######################################IN THE NIXON BATHROOM- A Fable For Our Times. Copyright "The Gimp" 2007.The two secret service men.