The election the previous week had taken place without any incident or comment whatsoever, since it was an off-year election, with nothing on the ball...t but the council election. There was no real contest for seats with Mike Daugherty and Leonard Pikkala running for re-election to seats they'd held for several terms, it would have been remarkable if a hundred voters had shown up at the polls. In fact, only forty-seven did.Emily was uncomfortable about that fact. It was not that it showed any. She leaned over as if to talk confidentially and her breasts strained against her dress and bulged out the top."Vicky, I'm wearing this new perfume and I'm worried it's a bit over the top. What do you think?" It's beautiful." I said. "I really love it."She took a small bottle of perfume out of her handbag, dabbed it on the top of her breasts where they were exposed above her dress and began to rub it over the tops of her breasts with her fingertips.She rubbed her fingertips lazily over the tops. I force you onto your back and I undo your pants now and slide them off. Your cock springs up, sticking out straight and my eyes widen at your length and width. I can't wait to get you in my mouth as I straddle your legs and lower my lips to your longing cock. I lick the head first with a long slow lick and you close your eyes at the sensation of my soft wet pink tongue gliding against it. I wrap my lips around you, sucking the head before taking you all the way in. You're surprised at how. The thought of a woman playing herself while I was busy packing to leave nearly made me unpack there and then. I resisted and in no part because I was looking forward to the job that was waiting for me. The job was one that I was waiting for, for a long time. It was in the Seychelles a small island group in the Indian Ocean . It is particularly popular with French tourists and was famous for its beautiful white beaches, food and annual festival. I was on my way to do a story on the festival..