Marilyn, this is John Boehner, another Republican Congressman like me. We met him and his wife Debbie during Orientation, remember?”“Pleased to me...t you,” came from the others. We shook hands all the way around.The Boehners went in ahead of us and we followed. Once inside, we took off our coats and handed them to a liveried waiter. Like me John was wearing a trench coat, although I had a fedora on. Debbie was wearing a long camelhair coat with a hood attached. Marilyn, however, was wearing a. They switched back and forth, naturally, just before Kylie Minogue began sucking my balls and her sister Dannii licked my taint. Oh, yes, that Aussie diva was an especially horny cum whore for me, but then so were all celebrity women, of course. I had already bred Kylie several times over, naturally, along with her sister.When I spilled my load at last inside Missy, Lorraine quickly mounted me for her turn, even as Missy kissed my face repeatedly in delight. When Kylie and Dannii planted their. I had my right arm around a chrome stanchion, a smallish one that didn't serve much purpose since the trolley didn't rock at all, or even lurch to a start or stop. They were moving continuously and you just hopped on or off wherever you wanted. But I had that metal in the crook of my elbow, kinda pulling on it, leaning on my hips as Ransom stood there close, playing with my nipples. I liked the way he did it too, grabbing a lot of skin to go with them.They were puffy and swollen, all red cause. “Girl, you are way too drunk.” Stacy said as she was catching her breath. “Babe, can you take her to her room, please?” she asked. I sighed as if it was a burden, but I was actually pleased to accept the task. Tracy was lying on her stomach so I rolled her over onto her back. I slid my hands underneath her and lifted her in my arms like a small c***d. Her breath smelled of liquor but it was quickly overpowered by the smell of her hair and her perfume. I carried her down the hall, past the.