He invited Pope Francis and the press corps on board for a Saturday afternoon cruise. It was a rather windy day. The Pope’s little hat, his zucchett..., was blown from his head and into the water. A crewman began lowering a boat to retrieve the zucchetto. Trump told the crewman not to bother. Trump climbed down the yacht’s ladder; walked across the waves, picked up the zucchetto; walked back to the yacht and handed it to the Pope. The Pope and the press corps were amazed! Donald Trump could. “Uh… uh…” Margot panted, swiveling her hips from side to side frantically, her head hanging down, eyes squeezed shut. I knew she was close.“Come on babe, cum, cum…” Paige urged. “Cum for us…” she begged frantically frigging Margot’s cunt.Margot, still not getting there, whined with growing frustration, “Shit… not yet… almost…” She suddenly collapsed onto the floor, close to tears. “Jesus!” she moaned. “I need a cock to finish…”My thrusts into Paige had slowed as I watched Margot struggle. I kicked the door open and jumped into the room ready to kill. The room was empty but the sound was loud in there. When I noticed the window overlooking the back yard was open, I looked out to see if she was fucking in the back yard. I saw that needed to mow my grass, but no one was in the yard. As I scanned the yards around my house I got the shock of my life. "WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT?"Tom and Jeri have a pool. I looked that way and saw Tommy and Brenda, the McBain children, fucking like. Crazy? I mean that would explain a lot! But what if she isn’t? What if there was some weird cult here? There are a lot of weird things in the world, I wouldn’t be surprised if that is the case. There are so many questions! If I keep playing along I might find out more!Sunny: I’m done with the words. I’m going to begin now.I think this is the part where she uses the sex toy. As expected, she picked the dildo and was rubbing the tip on her clit.Sunny: I’ll keep repeating the words in my head..