I got drafted by the various county committees and the RNC in Washington.”He just nodded in understanding.Jake Junior and Missy looked at each other... It was he who spoke up next, and I knew before he opened his mouth what the question would be. “So, what happens to the Buckman Group?”I nodded. This was a pretty big deal, and no matter what happened, there would be some changes. “Okay, very good question. First things first. The election isn’t until November 6, so we have damn near a year to. Dorothy wrinkled her little nose, but remember she was a curious young woman. So moving her hands from the rope to the zipper of the scarecrow's overalls, she began to unzip him. "Wha…what are you doing?" The scarecrow asked in a shocked and funny voice. "Aren'tchya gonna untie me?" Eventually." Dorothy smiled, and reaching her hand inside the overalls, pulled out the scarecrow's member. It resembled a man's penis in size and shape, quick long and quick thick, except that it appeared to be made. .. this stretch is underwater. It might not rain all that hard but I’d rather not take the chance.”“You’re so smart ... up top it is.”We unloaded the heavy mining equipment from out of the back of the new Rover Defender and negotiated the poor trail back up top. I was glad to be going back up. The trail would be the shit in the rain. I parked and opened the back and started pulling out camp. The tents; a Trango Four and my ancient but beloved Sierra Designs Sphinx ... made in 1967.We were still. I thrust into Carol's ass while John was fucking her cunt. It was a very tight fit and it felt dirty and wonderful.I started whispering in Carol's ear, "Dirty Girl, cock slut... Cunt, Ass."Carol was whipering, "Arghhh, Too much... Don't, don't stop."John and I picked up the pace, drilling into Carol's holes, trapping her between two cocks. I felt dizzy and in an out of body experience. John was gasping, "Oh, oh, oh..."Time seemed to stand still, everything around me seemed to freeze. I could.