A week before the election, the polls put her two percentage points ahead. The Tories and Labour said the voters would see sense when they entered the...ballot box. They did, they voted for Helen's Utilitarian Alliance.. On election night, the country watched, amazed as she was swept to power, taking landslide majorities from one constituency to another. Safe blue Tory seats in Surrey and red Labour heartlands in the industrial north were turning purple over night. It must have been good to be a. He started removing his pants and he showed his penis, which us cleanly shaved for the occasion the then he took my hand and placed on his cock. He made me to shag his tool after that he said to close my eyes, I dont know what was he up to then hold my head and raised to sit on the bed then he opened my mouth with his fingers. When he inserted his fingers in side my mouth and told me to lick, the I did the same. This time he said he is going to insert two fingers I said no problem what the big. But did it? A germ of an idea began to form in my mind, an idea so outrageous, so bloody ridiculous that I almost dismissed it out of hand, but it kept coming back to me, perhaps it wasn't so silly after all, maybe it could work."Fuck it," I said aloud "I'll make it fucking work." It's the first sign of madness you know."They'd rejoined me and taken an arm each as we walked back to where we'd left our clothes."What is?" Talking to yourself." mum laughed, and I laughed with her, but still that. Slowly, you push yourself all the way in. It’s been such a long time that I’ve tightened up. But soon, you’re there. For a while, we just savor the moment, feeling the intimacy and pleasure. Then you start to thrust. Slowly at first, but forcefully. I moan and pant at every completed push. We’re both starting to work up a sweat. As my pleasure once again rises, I start to move my hips in sync with yours, trying to speed it up. But you won’t let me. You smile a little and keep it slow, teasing.