Meanwhile, I was getting so much flak from all sides that being mayor had lost a lot of its appeal. I refused to back down on my position that there w...s nothing inherently wrong with having a Black pastor in a mostly White church congregation. The thing that really scared me was a second attempt at assassination. This time, it was simply an attempted hit and run with a large van.I had worked late one night at my office trying to catch up on some of the things that I had let slide while I was. ” I ran my hand over my head and added, “Although I might want to have my head examined for having done this to my hair.” They laughed. “Was I just imagining someone running a razor over my head? It doesn’t feel any shorter than it did before I passed out.”“I may have gone over a couple places that were much longer than others. And I trimmed around your ears too. Would you like me or Dad to shave the rest of your hair off for you?” Sammy asked as she handed me a small mirror.I looked my new. One night while we were having sex, he suggested that we have a threesome with his friend. I agreed while imagining getting my holes filled with both of their cocks. After we had sex, not too much was said afterwards; but it was still in the back of my mind.A week later, I was invited to have a girl's night out with my friends which don't happen too often. I told my husband about it, and he told me to go enjoy myself.and he and his buddy would be back at the house waiting with their dicks out... "Ohhh!" Priscilla squealed, dragging herself up on her hands and knees.Hot flashes tormented her body. She rocked in the hay. Her smallswollen tits ached. Everything seemed distorted, out of focus.She turned her head, strained to see the pony as he slopped his lipsand tongue through her parted thighs. "Chew me! Chew me!" She shovedback, ground her ass into the b**st's hard snout. "Ahhhh!"The golden pony chewed. He shook his head. His rubbery lips and frantictongue made Priscilla shriek in joy..