And a million split four ways was their ticket out of Colombia. Ryan looked back at the retired judge leading in the recent polls for President of Col...mbia. "This is all approved by the money men, right? Wouldn't want you to get caught in a scandal that derails your campaign."The older man smiles, "Yes, I come from old money. I can actually trace an ancestor all the way to Queen Isabella. The money I'm paying is mine, not from any campaign fund, or any other source." Give me a number I can. ” She jumped off the counter, grabbed my hand and pulled me into the bedroom. ”Let’s go in the barn,” she said, pulling me. “Fuck me on this hay bale, mister.” She fell back on the bed, spreading her legs, her arms reaching up, her round tits and nipples looking luscious through the tight blouse. I stood above her, looking down at her, and took off my jeans. My cock was like an iron rod and she looked at it and then at my eyes and said, “Come on, mister, fuck me with that cock. Give it to me!”. I was also able, albeit briefly, to see a panty shot. ‘Nice caboose, too,’ I noted to myself. For the rest of the day, I could not think of much more than the angelic figure that I was going to date. ‘Now this is the way a Senior year should end,’ I commented inaudibly. Shortly after the conversation that I had with her, it suddenly occurred to me that she already had a boyfriend. But from the look that she gave me when she scampered off, gave me the impression that she will rightly deal with. I then went one step further and said that he is nuts for not wanting her because she is so beautiful and obviously liked to have sex. After saying that, mom got this look in her eyes and I thought for sure I had stepped over the line. Instead, mom looked down at the ground and asked if I would like to find out what dad was missing out on. It took a minute for me to realize that she was NOT kidding. I immediately got out of my seat and followed her upstairs. I got behind her and put my hands on.