“Celebrating, Carl? What’s up?”Fletcher was probably the reporter who had been following me the longest, since the days I had been running for C...ngress while still running the Buckman Group. He had been calling me by my first name since those days, including through my days in Congress. Now, while he was deferential when others were around, when it was just us, he used my name, and I didn’t correct him.The same was true for a few other top people and close friends. Certainly, my family and. .of me she lie down in her back her ass was pressing to bed looking like a moon and her pussy was opened like a flower I pressed her boom she mooned and booms are come in in the opposite direction to hands booms were very big than my hands my hand is not sufficiant to press them. She is mooning I put her nipple in my mouth it was so soft I went down from there to her belly I kissed. I came down to her pussy I kissing her cunt she hold my head and kissed my lips said”stop it and go for there. I sat there panting and trying to get myself to come down off of my high.Once I could again think rationally I planned the rest of my day. I decided it would be fun to go around walking around in the park as slutty as I could make myself without getting arrested for indecent exposure. I knew there were a lot of unsavory characters there and it would be fun to see their eyes when they saw what they couldn't have. How to do it was the question.I pulled on some clothes and went to the dust cloth. " He crawled closer to the piece on the floor, but his eyes were locked between her legs. She was knocking her knees together at a steady pace and it was in tune with her humming (she had a habit of humming while puzzling) The movement caused the fabric of her underwear to stretch or contract depending on the position of her knees at the time. As he approached her, he could make out the slight crease of camel toe and laid down transfixed.Amanda continued humming and wiggling but tried to focus.