. and a national campaign. His party was sure to put him in as the nominee. He’d need a Vice-President to boot, who would have to serve as his runni...g mate in the campaign as well. That stupid bitch Montez never got around to picking a Veep, probably because she was busy screwing her cabinet officers, he supposed. Silly slut, even if she was from his own party! She was a fake Latina, anyway ... everything was fake as fuck about her. She even took credit for liberating Tibet when Selina Meyer. But it was never the beeps from pre-pubescent teens in hot cars that got my attention. Nor the self indulgent, egotistical muscly men that grind over you in clubs, assuming you'll feel their cock girting against you to cheap, crappy, club music and suck it there and then. No, it was the older men. It was the longing in the slightly chubby, graying builder who would stop and stare at my pert breasts and tiny ass peaking over my sundress that gave me a feeling of power. Young boys will always. “I’m your personal fuck, Bill.”She was thrusting her hips, wanting me to fuck her harder. I watched the look of desperation on her face as I kept my thrusts slow and shallow.Then I asked, “You want me to fuck you hard, don’t you?”“Oh yes! Please fuck me, Bill. I want it so much!”So, I laid down on her and we kissed hungrily as I rammed into her, hitting her cervix repeatedly.“Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!” she groaned with each hard thrust.She locked her legs around my waist and held on as we fucked. I. She sucked on it and playfully bit the tip of the wet flesh. He took in a sharp breath and to counteract her, he gripped her pursed bottom lip between his perfect teeth. He drew it into his mouth and pulled downwards releasing it slowly, gently scr****g his teeth across it.He lifted her legs off the ground and while her arms clung to his neck, he carried her to the bed. His only thought was to pleasure her. He laid her out then took his position between her legs. He let his full weight fall on.