The suggestion vibrated through every cell of her being. It had been suggested that she fight the election from members of her own party and she knew ...f the advantages and privileges a sitting member in the national parliament would obtain. She certainly wasn't a new comer to sex of any sort and on more than one occasion had entertained a number at one time and that wasn't when she had started on a professional work choice. At school, because she was very attractive had accommodated many of the. He said nothing but put his hand behind my head and pulled my lips to his.We kissed passionately,and I felt his hand squeeze my tit.I groaned.He must have taken this as a signal,because his other hand found my bald wet pussy and was he was soon finger fucking me.He quickly brought me to orgasm,and I wiggled on to his lap,rubbing myself on his hard cock.He grabbed by bare ass and was squeezing my arse cheeks which I loved.He wiggled below me and lowered his jeans to his ankles.Soon he was. People looked up as we passed by most smiled some waved everyone was relaxed and seemed to be oblivious of you holding my cock and my hand groping your nipple as we walked.Finally we got to a secluded space with no one else around and we laid out our big towels and inflated the pillows before lying down. You were still stroking my cock as my hand fell to your wet pussy and began to part it exposing your clit to the fresh air and my finger as I rubbed it slowly making you squirm under my touch,. Not something that was very common when I first started my sex life back in the 1980's. We had split up, but had somehow always stayed in contact. She had gone on to get married, have k**s, but had also forged a career as a fetish model. She would sometimes send me her latest images from shoots, and always looked hot and desirable and I would think back to our time together and the fucking we had done. But by now I had moved to a different part of the country, got married and settled down..