You came here to get impaled by this didn't you, you little fuck hor. He says as he shakes his throbbing cock at me, which has grown to the size of my...forearm. My head spins as I imagine what it would feel like to be speared on his gargantuan cock. Catching myself I say. Not in your wildest dreams you piece of shit. I run at him and leap into the air with a flip, my wet crotch slams into his mouth, my legs now straddling his shoulders. His hands immediately grab my ass cheeks and I feel his. ” He shook his head. “Too late now.”“I will,” I said, feeling sober.Mayor Wright stalked away.Imogene shifted. “Well ... uh ... that was...” She swallowed. “Um, this way, Steve. Your office is right this way.”I nodded my head, ideas already percolating in my mind. The door still had Mayor Wright’s name in gold letters on the frosted window. Imogene opened it, her desk just to the side. The room was larger than the rest of the offices, a wide window looking out onto the front of the city hall. The girls were wearing their sleepwear. Donna had only recently become slightly shorter than me, and still wore the same outfit she had worn most of high school to sleep in - a long light blue oxford shirt that had belonged to Dad with a plunging V neck from missing buttons and, I assumed the short satin shorts she always wore to bed.Cindi was probably only 5’ 4” and looked cute in a more traditional nightgown, the top of which was laced snugly by a couple of ribbons, holding her tits as I now. " Again you repeat your demands, and more. "I want to feel your sperm flooding my cunt, filling me, seeping out of my hot pussy. Rub it all over my stomach. Give me your cum!" You've done this to me before, excite me with words, but never with my cock inside your depths. I pull you down onto my cock, holding you there, pressing up against you. "More." I breathe, panting in your ear. "Yes. Cum. Let me feel your hard cock spurt and pump and splatter that hot thick cum in my cunt. I want you to.