She watched with satisfaction as he humped at the sand, his face contorting as he tried to hold back his seed, his pregnant Mistress aiding his motion...by pushing her foot into the shimmering latex tightly binding his arse. He now also had the sight of the baying crowd of women, eager to see his dispatch, their leering smiles and cruel eyes hastening the surrender of his laden balls.'You have gained the furthest distance from the symbol of womanhood that you disrespected so, and shall receive. I was quick and pulled out her top out of her pants unbuttoning them and pulled her breasts out of her bra which were kind of elastic and supported my cause willingly. I was already squeezing her boobs and my right feet was between her legs pushing up to her crotch feeling her hot pouri there.I lowered my right hand to her panties waistband and put my hand to unbutton her pants and took my hand into her panties feeling scanty hair around her clit and vagina. Seems like she was busy with some. The kiss breaks and her eyes slowly open, as he throws his shirt aside and grabs her waist once more, pressing her into him and his two fingers into her. “Oh” is all she can manage before he begins to work her clit again and she gives a second, far longer “oh”. Somehow, fingernails find his arse, digging in, and teeth find his shoulder. There’s no reaction, only a tighter grip around her waist, pulling her into him. The next few seconds feel timeless, her mind a pleasant swirl and her senses. “Green Party?”“Yes, I’m a member.”“Anarchist Party?”“Member in good standing.”Sean looked around for a second trying to come up with something to say. Finally, he said, “You have pretty diverse political views.”“Not really.”“You’re not making this easy,” Sean said still trying to keep a smile on his face.“That’s right,” Mr. Emery said.“Oh, boy,” Sean said. He looked to his father and asked, “Any suggestions?”“You look like you’re doing fine, Son,” his father answered sitting back in his chair.