He was soft at first, but getting very respectfully hard now. Not a really fat cock, but admirably long and gaining by leaps and bounds in the hard ca...egory!As I sucked he reached across my back and started rubbing my back right at the top of the crack of my ass. It felt good and I really didn't realize that this was a prelude to anything.He put my phone and his on the hood of the car and mine started snapping pictures about every 5 seconds. His flash stayed on and I soon realized that he was. President, you’re probably wondering what the hell happened to you!” I chuckled at The Donald, who was in full demonic form.“No, it’s pretty obvious what happened to me, I think. You stole my fucking soul. Snatched it from me, using Kim here as bait. So what now? I’m a demon? I can expect what to happen to me? Eternal damnation, torment, that kind of thing? Am I still President? Am I dead now?” Trump shifted back and forth between Kim Kardashian and me.“Well, as to whether or not you’re still. “Cindy… oh Cindy, can I just ask you one thing?”“Yes Mama.” I said with tears in my eyes.“You know I love your Daddy right?”“Of course!”“So then you know that I’m not angry at him… or you right?”“Yeah, I mean, I hope not.”“Good. I could never really be angry at either of you for long, especially you. I love you to death, but Cindy, do you really think it’s smart to be going GaGa for your father?”“I…well…”“It’s ok. Don’t get angry, I once fell for an older man.”“For real?”“For real. I wasn’t. Ariella grew louder and she felt the stimulation of her nipples and clit simultaneously. Claire was still watching, but now, her tears had stopped. Her legs lied upon each side of the chair's arms, a finger had made it's way to her pussy. She sat rubbing her wet clit, another hand busy rubbing against her nipples. Claire was close to cumming as she listened to Ariella moan her husband's name. Claire allowed two fingers to slide into her pussy. She begun swiftly wiggling them around, in and.