. President of the United States," she heard her introduction. With a pit in her stomach, the feeling of having to urinate, and feeling like lead in h...r feet; she stepped out on state to cold applause. Heading straight to the podium. She straightened her notes, looked up with a smile. She felt many rivers of sweat rolling down her back."Good afternoon," she barely was able to get it out. She heard a several polite replies."I have a question. I am not a black person as you can readily see so I. .. me!” she moaned, humping hard against me.I began pounding as hard as I could, Bethany grunting at each thrust. She moved her legs around my butt and humped really hard, groaned, and her pussy clenched my dick tightly and then began to spasm. Two more thrusts and I groaned and fired deep into Bethany’s tight channel. I collapsed on top of her, breathing hard, with sweat dripping from my face. Bethany was hugging me tight, breathing hard.“Oh, how I’ve missed that!” she gasped. “I love fucking. We had been good friends for a few years, but there were never any indications that Bob wanted to sleep with my wife. My wife Kacey is very pretty. At 5'6" tall and 120 lbs she turns a lot of heads. She has a tight little body with 34B tits and legs that go on forever. Bob's wife is also very good looking with a huge rack. Kacey and Margaret acted alike so often that they could have been sisters.We arrived at the lake in the early afternoon and after quickly unloading the car, we got down to. That's how you get here." Where is 'here?' What is this place?" The simple answer for 'here' is Pahrump, Nevada. A town about sixty miles west of Vegas," she said. "And 'this place' is called 'The Plump Rumps of Pahrump.' It's a brothel, about eight miles out from the center of town, if Pahrump can be said to have a center. Considering that the town calls itself the Gateway to Death Valley." A brothel?" I said in astonishment."Bordello, cat house, house of ill repute. Whatever. They're legal in.