Most of the area leans toward the Republicans so it could be an uphill battle. Of course, I’m very well known and I’d like to think that I’m re...pected.”“Okay, I’ll do it.” I smiled again. I knew she would.I paid the driver and we walked into Harry Winston’s where we were met by the same saleswoman we had seen a few days ago. “Is there a problem with the ring,” she asked.“No, but thank you for your concern; I realized yesterday that I wanted some additional items for my fiancée. Can we see. It was all the invitation I needed.I eased my cock into one of the hottest, wettest, tightest holes I could recall up to that point. The feeling was incredible. I began slowly working it in and out. Mary looked at me and said, "Come on little brother, I need you to fuck me good with that cock. I want you to make me cum again and again."I started to pound that pussy like there was no tomorrow. I wasn't sure if I'd ever get this chance again and I wanted to make sure that this was one fuck that. As it was dark inside the room, I couldn't see who was doing it, but thought perhaps Suzie had awakened and was looking for me. Either that or Suzie's mother was inside checking up on me. Then I saw the lights come on from the next room over, her parent's bedroom. Those vertical blinds were closed so I couldn't see in, but the light coming from across the hallway somewhat illuminated the other bedroom with the open blinds. I didn't see anyone in there.I could see the shadow of a person moving. After all those years in the spotlight a fan’s request could still make her blush! “Sure, Jan,” she read from his nametag, “But with how I look right now they will probably think you took a picture with Jessica Alba’s mom rather than with me…” she pointed her obvious tiredness out with a self-ironic smile.“Naah, Miss, you look gorgeous!” the boy hastily assured and produced a camera phone from his pocket. Placing his nervously shivering arm around her shoulders he pulled her close. Jessica did.