What do you suggest we do?” asked Gwen, but she watched her husband slowly shake his head.“Gwen, say the word and I’ll go to Capitol Hill and st...rt twisting arms. I think I could probably sway enough members of the House to prevent an impeachment vote. Is that what you want?”“You’re always so ready to fight for me, darling,” whispered Gwen as she placed her hand over her husband’s chest. “I’ve no doubt you could alter the course of history if you tried. You already have! But what do you think. My fucked up Ex-husband doesn't know what he is missing. God! I'm so fucking horny tonight. I wanted that Bill so bad. I just wanted to get my hand on his cock. God what I would not do for some good cock right now. I better get out big purple vibrator tonight. I got me some new batteries for that fuck stick. Damn I can't wait. MMMmmmmmm. Vivian! Control yourself." she said.My heart was racing. Tracy Mom was twice my age. She was so damn hot. Her tan. Her big breast. I had to see more. I bet. When a third finger went inside my ass, I turned into a cock hungry slut.I didn’t realize someone else was there watching everything go down.“Here we go faggot. You’re about to get the shagging of your pathetic life,” He said gleefully. “Bring it. Yes, I want and need your cock. You want to bugger me, well go ahead and fuck me! Go on and FUCK ME, FUCK ME!” I eagerly ordered him. With that, he gripped my shoulder-length hair and tried to force his large cock up my well-greased-up ass. He. She walked in and I could not take my eyes off her fat ass. She was so amazed by all the artwork I had hanging on the walls. She was also very astonished with the view of the East River from where she stood. I thought to myself, Yes, baby, I have money and living the lifestyle that you dream about every night. We sat at the table in the dining room, and we had a nice conversation while we drank hot cocoa. She told me her name was Melyssa and she was a college student and part-time model. I.