"I said, 'don't move.'"Busther rose again. Margie was on the floor behind her. She reached around and unsnapped Busther's pants and slowly inched them...down. I was able to see her ass cheeks and then her hairless pussy. Busther stood up and Margie pulled the pants all the way down. I didn't move as the clothes fell across my face. "Take them off my legs," she said. I guessed that I could move. I reached up and pulled the pants from her legs. She turned around and her magnificent ass loomed. “I said now fuck” He pushed me to the ground. I crawled over and amongst the filth I found the man’s zipper and undid it. I found the filthiest penis I had ever seen but I knew what I had to do. I put my mouth over it and sucked it into my mouth. I sent my mind to a tranquil place and got on with the job of sucking cock. I felt it growing hard in my mouth while the stench of urine and shit made it hard not to wretch. The man woke up and realising he was being watched while a little girl. After a bit, we flipped around. I laid on my back as she straddled me. She moved up and down on my cock, while I fondled, licked, and sucked on her fantastic tits. After a bit she sat up straight and rode me a bit harder. I reached down and began to rub her clit. It was at this point that she decided to tell me that Mark, while amazing, was not her daughters actual father. I was a little shocked. As far as I knew, Mark was the only man she had ever been with. But, I was about to be told a. She glanced fearfully back at Buchanan, whose eyes had hardened to stone."That's right," Buchanan said incisively. "You do have to answer to the constituents, but before you can do that, you've got to get elected, and that takes money, lots of it, because taxpayers don't finance campaigns. So, after you get elected, you spend the rest of your time in office trying to remember where you drew the line, the line between debt and duty. We're all here tonight to decide where that line should.