Out of his sight, Rebecca Mulligan walked around and stood to Peter’s left-hand side. She measured the nasty piece of leather out across the red and...sore bottom lying before her and took a deep breath. She tapped the strap against the exposed bottom and took the long strap back over her right shoulder, bringing it down a second later with an extremely loud “slap!”Peter Mitchell pushed his head further into the cushion and the pain caused his legs to kick up. Miss Mulligan simply waited until he. She has 1 year to go for her reelection. She thought that it was a lostcause because the bulk of the people who voted for her (well, him in herformer life), were raciest. Her new causes were women's, blacks, andhomosexual rights. She also is so smart in the US budget.Well, she won, 95% of the voting reelected for her. The competition wasa young Conservative Republican. He was just 34 years old. He waswailing about her views, her getting the black to vote, etc. The bulk ofthe time, he was. "I don't know what to say." Well the thank you was a good start," I laughed unable to take my eyesoff her face.Watching Robbie as she grasped the bars it was like she slipped into aseemingly Zen like state, almost as if she was holding some mentalcommunication with the Harley. Loving her every expression I waited forthe look of amazed disbelief to fade before I offered the keys again,giggling. "Why don't you take it for a spin?" In this?" she said nodding at the rain drumming on the roof. "And. Reaching up under Heather’s skirt, Trish touched the wet spot in her ex lover’s panties. “I love the way you smell when you’re excited.” Removing Heather’s thong, Trish bent close and inhaled her friend’s aroma. “So sweet,” she whispered.Trish pulled Heather’s butt to the edge of the chair and dropped her face between Heather’s legs. Heather groaned when Trish’s tongue lightly ran across the extended clit. “I’m going to use my tongue on your clit and fuck you with my fingers,” Trish announced.