Innocent. Unspoiled. So ripe. He pressed his fingers inside her moist lips and felt her squirm in response, a light moan escaping her lips. H... watched as her panties were pressed down by his wrist. He pushed further, bringing her legs together to push the panties down to her knees. He felt heat, and moisture, on the tip of his cock as he moved his hands to her hips. Her wrists resting on the arms of the chair, hands occasionally squeezing at his attentions, half conscious thinking its. " **Two Weeks Later** "Honey, I'm home!" "I'm in the kitchen baby."As soon as I entered the kitchen I was greeted with the sight of Cydney, wearing a long apron and standing over the stove. After our night of intense love making at the hotel, I went back home, ready to face the reality of my new life. The next few weeks had been better than I thought they would. Dana moved out, and we settled our divorce fairly quickly. I told her she could take the house, but she said she couldn't be anywhere. I saw a picture of Mayor Erikson, the mayor of Seattle, and a woman with purple hair getting out of a limousine. I had met Erikson last month at a meeting of state mayors in Spokane. He was very supportive of my gun control measures and next month we were supposed to have a gun-buyback in Seattle."Who's the woman?" I asked. "Definitely not his wife. A mistress?" That's what my source thinks," Jessica answered. "No one knows her name. She's been seen with the Mayor at all his public appearances. Linda was across the room from Maggie, but behind her. She had her long legs wrapped around the waist of the house owner, as he sweated, holding her weight, his cock deep in her cunt. His hands held her arse, a single finger inside her anus. Sweat from his brow dripped onto her tits, joining her own sweat, as it ran between her breasts. She kissed him, biting his bottom lip, drawing blood. She felt as if she was on fire. An orgasm was building within her, it tightened in her bowels, and snaked.