I poured the champagne and sat on the second couch. And for some reason I was not surprised as the girls each got a glass, and Holly sat next to me, w...ile Linda sat next to Keith.We talked about the game, and how everybody seemed to love it. Keith asked if he could bring his guitar the next day and give a small performance of “Valley Elf” after it was finished, and I said that would be fine. Holly bounced up and down a few times in several ways, and said she had been working on a few more. He asked if I would still a virgin as he could not feel my hymen, I took perverse delight in explaining that I had inserted a hairbrush handle and a carrot up into my vagina numerous times. What on earth came over me to say this I do not know! All I knew was, I wanted him to touch me, I wanted him as aroused as I was.His fingers started to slide in and out of my cunt, I was so wet, the squishy sounds echoing around the room, his tempo increasing as his other hand started to rub my clit in a. Hmm. Did one of the rules say that you always had to be wet?" No, dear. It's not a rule. It just happens. Can you lean me against the wall and fuck me?" No, it's too messy, and some of the people here just wouldn't understand your needs. I'll let you blow me later. By the way, I want you to circulate, and let me know if you see anyone who knows you're my fucktoy. I hate seeing you bored." Here, honey, have another glass of wine." Thank you, dear. Why are you getting me drunk?" Well, I just saw. "Senator Porter is seated at an elegantly set table, looking at his watch as his coffee grows cold. There are various dishes on the table, containing food that is also growing cold. Finally, a door opens to his left and Hillary Clinton enters. She is dressed in a powder blue suit with a muted pink shirt and a single strand of pearls around her neck. The senator looks down, noting the skirt that ends several inches above her knees."Senator Porter," she extends her hand as he looks back up..