"Good." I said and slid his cock past my lips and all the way into my throat. I held it there for a moment, pressing it to my throat before I pulled i... out again.I gasped when I pulled it out, but he gently gripped my by my hair and put my mouth back around his black cock. Slowly he startled fucking my throat until his balls were hitting my chin. I gagged but let him fuck me. I wanted to please him. Finally he pulled out and rested his gigantic saliva-covered cock on my face."You like that?" He. I carefully trimmed my pubic hair into a neat patch of red hair.Then I spent the rest of the night moisturizing and plucking stray hairs. Onthe morning of the eighth, I got up bathed and shaved for the last time. Ihad two large glasses of milk, because I knew that I would need to piss whenI got to wherever it was I was going. As I looked myself over in the mirror,I felt confident that this was going to be successful. I called a taxi andset out for Sunnyville Road. I arrived at 6:59am and saw. It was always the same thing. They loved my stand on crime, on prisons, on rehab, on capital punishment, they wanted me to be the attorney general, then governor, then maybe go to the Senate and, there were even a few, predicting me running for president in a few years time. I wasn’t sure I wanted the job but it was flattering nonetheless. The one critique that kept coming up was the wild oats I can’t seem to stop sewing. Every week, they say, a picture of me with a different hotty shows up.. At least once a week Erin insisted upon being fudge packed. It was her favorite. Most girls she chatted with about their bedroom adventures weren't all that enthused. Some tried it once or didn't even want to do it. Only Erin and a cute little girl of nineteen loved it but kept it between themselves. When she described to Noreen how big Rick was, she thought she was lying to her. No man was that big."It's pretty good," Rick agreed. As a joke she had bought him several pairs of female's silky.