”“Can you? What are you imagining?”She doesn’t answer that.“Pet, Pet, so bashful. Never mind, we’ll get that out of your system sooner or ...ater.”She just stares, nervous, uncertain.It’s time to move on. “Cuck! Take her bra off so I can see her tits!”Now the woman reacts, Cuck hovering behind her. “You’re not sort of… recording this, are you? I don’t want… you know, to be on the Internet.”“No, no, no! There’s no question of that.”“How can I be sure?”She can’t, of course, whatever I say. “Because. "I was a bit red in the face now, really nervous. "You ever worn any ofthem?"He looked surprised, not shocked or disgusted, which was good. "No, whywould I? Um, have you?"I'm so nervous and sweating a bit now, trying to look casual "Yeah,couple of times." Really?" Yeah, my sister has all sorts of stuff and it's kinda fun. I do it fromtime to time, I get a buzz from it." What kind of buzz?" You know, like, sexy." So what do you wear." Depends, I like the sexy lingerie so sometimes it's just. You’re my sweet gentleman and scholar. Now, go fuck my co-sponsor raw.”Clive didn’t have to be told twice. Before anyone could say anything more, he was balls deep inside Tammy, fucking her good and hard, while his sponsor pushed Robert onto his back and impaled herself on his cock. She wanted to double her chances of carrying the former Senator’s spawn inside her belly. She wanted him to seed her, this soldier-statesman whom she greatly respected and admired. She loved her Clive, but she. His fingers press and rub in all the right ways, the pain soon gone and replaced by a juicy raspberry scent that is secretly driving him crazy. "Go on." He blinks, looking up dazedly at her. "Give a taste. I know you're curious. It really does taste like it smells, but sample it yourself so you can tell your customers that." She raises an eyebrow, commanding him to taste the oil off of her. Practically squirming under her gaze, he bends a bit and sucks one of her toes into his mouth, moaning.