”Buddi said, “Wait. I will come. I need to pick up something. Let me inform Sureka.”She went inside the guest room and informed her.As I was not...sure what to do, I picked up my car keys and took Buddi along with me. As we were travelling, Buddi asked me to stop the car near a secluded place. I did as she wanted.As soon as we reached the place, my cousin sister gave me a lip-to-lip kiss and I pulled her toward me and started enjoying her. She pushed me away and said, “Shit! I couldn’t control. "No, no, no, Mister Avery. We do not wish the lovely Miss Corsten dead.That would be a waste of such an undeniably beautiful woman. With ourlegitimate business interests in one of the largest sellers ofpornography in America, we simply want to encourage a change in herpolitical opinions." That's not likely to happen, is it?" I ask.Scoldini gives that open-handed shrug again."Let us dream that Senator Corsten also had a secret, just like you do,Mister Avery. Let us imagine she had once modeled. By the time Susan was ready for her third orgasm so was I, again she pressed her pussy hard against me and my cock started to spasm in time with her vaginal muscles squeezing me shooting my seed deep into her. Our orgasms seemed to last for ages but I guess they didn't, once they subsided Susan opened her eyes and smiled at me, this was nothing like the sex I had had with Kate which was always fast, this was a special euphoria shared between brother and sister. Susan lifted herself off my cock. Clair’s world-renowned temper would be unleashed and Peyton would return back to her cramped apartment, unemployed and reeling from the aftereffect of losing everything she had worked so hard for. Peyton would get screwed over, just like clockwork. Except…she wasn’t going to go down without a fight. Peyton picked up her head as the idea of her next course of action hit her smack in the face. It was all too obvious who had sent the Word document, for only two other people in the entire framework.