Chambers. She had spent many long nights discussing her plans with the membership and he had barely brought up the whole campaign at all.Tracey grew i...creasingly confident on election night. Many of the men she had visited made a point of hugging Tracey and telling her that she was ?just what they needed? and that they were ?looking forward to seeing a lot more of her.? She was already secretly writing her acceptance speech. Mr. Chambers didn’t know the power of a little female persuasion but. “First, you have to get your cock slick with any kind of fluid so that it’s easier to push into my tight little arse,” Aunt Sharon whispered, after slowly licking up all the pre-cum that was pouring up out of Craig’s piss-slit. “Now, I’ve gone and slobbered over your prick a bit, but you still need a bit more lubricant to make it bearable for me as you drive that huge dick-shaft of yours up my bung-hole, okay? So what you’re going to do is run the head of your cock up and down my moist, wet. She hands me the wand, and I rinse myself. I act like I am to hand the wand back to her, but instead use it against her. She giggles, and puts her hands to her face, shielding herself from the spray. I laugh, and start to point it down her body. Her hand keeps moving to block the spray, and I catch her eye. We stare at each other for a few moments, and her hands drop to her sides. I kiss her once, and gently turn her around, with her bum to me. I reach around her for the body soap and the. After an exchange of niceties about the decor, size of rooms etc I’m left to mingle. I hardly know anyone here! I go upstairs to drop my jacket on Jenna’s bed. I have this really weird feeling that I am being watched, so look around me to see who the culprit is. Strange. Everyone is busy talking, dancing or drinking. I dismiss this feeling and find my way to the kitchen to grab some snacks from the buffet. I have just refilled my glass when I spot a few people I know from work. Time passes as.