I got to her place a little after 9. She was pudgy in a cute way, blond hair, thicker build, decent teenage tits. She greeted me at the door and then ...ook me to say hi to her parents as she still lived at home and didn’t want to raise suspicions about who was that guy she let in. It also helped I knew some people she went to school with so we made it sound like I was a friend from school rather than a casual hookup.We eventually made our way downstairs to the finished basement which was more of. “Shower yourself Slut, and wear your sexiest outfit,we’re going to a party.” I went to the bathroom as Alan was dialing the phone. I spent a lot of time cleaning up, I was tasting the cum as it wasrunning out of me. I couldn’t believe the state of arousal I was in, even inHigh School I never felt this horny. I shaved my crotch again making sure itwas smooth as silk, and dressed in my “killer” western outfit. I put on a tightbluegene mini that buttoned. Suddenly, I felt an impact against the shield near the side of my head, and I turned to see a high-caliber bullet rebound from the shield and hit the hand of an unfortunate delegate. The delegate screamed in agony as his hand was completely mangled. It was time to put a stop to this, and I rose up in the Speaker’s former chair, while keeping hold of Shirley’s hair, and bellowed into the Speaker’s microphone.“SILENCE!!! Get medics to attend that delegate. Now that you can all see that I am. But, there was a memory, a recent memory, that shone across my mind's eye like a limelight. The wedding ring was the first thing I saw, moving up and down the length of my long shaft, as a long flow of gelatinous sperm erupted from the purple tip, and soaked my aunt's delicate hand. This image, this echo of what had taken place earlier that morning, I found far more pleasurable than any sweet fantasy I could conjure of that college girl. I was soon at the edge, the point at which the millions.