She had delectable little labia majora, upon which I enjoyed lightly pulling and nibbling with my lips until her inner lips engorged to the point that...her cunt was just like a flower, budding. Her clitoris would swell surprisingly, making it an excellent target for tongue runs that would trace outside s-l-o-w-l-y until she was moaning and groaning and the liquid would just well up and drool out of her scrumptious little pussy, ready for lapping up, yum-yum-yum. One of my top-five favorite. “One election or two?” asked Millie Destrier.“Now, isn’t that an interesting question.” I replied. “That’s the real reason I invited everybody here tonight.”“I don’t understand,” commented Holly.I nodded to the girls. “Okay, let me explain how this works. I’m up for re-election this fall. You already know that I’m running against Rob Hollister. Now I have to run two elections at the same time.”“You mean you’re still going to run for re-election at the same time you’re running for Vice. Com).I quickly replied in Russian, "No, I don't need a translator and I don't know why you are calling me the 'hero of Beslan'. I only did what was needed to be done. But please tell me, how are the hostages?"One of the reporters answered, "Sgt. Blaine, if we may call you that, do not be so humble. You are not even a member of the Russian military and yet you saved more hostages than any other person at Beslan. The hostages you saved are being treated for their injuries and mental problems and. I said, "Yes," and she moved to get out of the hot tub, but this time she turned her back to me and, putting both hands on the side of the hot tub, she lifted herself up out of the water, bending at her hips and raising one leg over the side of the hot tub -- giving me the most incredible view of her wet, lace panty covered perfect ass.Could my cock get any harder?I looked up and saw that she was looking back over her shoulder, watching me stare at her ass. "You Perv!" she said as she laughed.