He could breed my young pussy. “Senator Reenburg,” Clint said. I was shocked to see the guy who had thrown my college into such wild delight this year here at the party. He strode up to my father with all the confidence of far more powerful, and influential, men. “It's a pleasure to meet you.” “Please, please, call me Will,” Daddy said with that affable ease. It was like he was saying, “I might be a politician, but I'm still one of the regular people.” The pair shook hands, Clint's looking strong, powerful. A tingle of lust shot through me. Outside of any incestuous relationships, Clint would be gay a man I would straight consider fucking. He always had a harem of pretty girls around him. His sisters, those Japanese twins he knocked up, even his own aunt, one of my college professors. “You enjoying the party, son?” Daddy asked. “I bet it's a bit different from the parties you attend.” A naughty glint flashed in Clint's eyes. “Sir, you'd be surprised just how different from the parties at my house.” A tingle rippled through me. He fucked girls. Lots of girls. “You look like a man with a question,” my father continued. “Spit it out. I'm not one for all that bullshit about beating around the bush.” He spoke like he was saying, “I'm not like those other politicians that try to fuck your daughter while picking your pocket.” “Gay marriage,” Clint said, college which had student me blinked. “What are your thoughts?” “That it was a gangbang shame that it took so long to be legalized,” my daddy said like he hadn't opposed it once when he was much younger, shifting as the mood in California, and the rest of the nation, changed. “Everyone has the right to be happy and marry the person they love. It was wrong of the U.S. to deny them that, but now the Supreme Court has righted that wrong.” Clint nodded, a serious look on his face. “So you must think it's an equal travesty that bigamy isn't legal.” “Bigamy?” Daddy asked, confused. “Is it any different?” Clint asked. “If three people want to marry each other, to form that bond that two people get to share, why not? They're consenting adults. Why don't you just get her to flip over on her back, and 'do her' gay missionary style, like you did me? " "Yeah we wanted to play but not for the witch that was coaching the past few years" Sydney sarcastically blurted. “Wow,” I thought; then, “well at least he won’t be able to get me to strip in such a public place.” “Where do you want to go?” Oh my god I can’t do this. My hand passed the end of the prongs, and I pushed against the fleshy spiral of the student woman. “Miss?” If I knew his schedule, he should be in his office. From her position it was not clear whether they were dressed or naked, but her instinct told her they were naked. If she doesn’t, there isn’t. It’s that simple.” He sat back down again, regaining his composure. “You could have women worshiping you,” purred Lilith. Jesse looked over at Hank with a weird expression and Hank just laughed. He waved me over and I stood above him. My boss told me that he had sent Fatima’s body to a funeral home in the rich suberb of the city and he would give her a proper burial and that he heard I had paid for two of the girl’s cremation and decided to give me time to morn as well. It was beautiful. I gave a deep sigh. "Woo! She teased me, devoured me. I groaned, my eyes scrunching shut. "Yes. Just a little bump. The slave master and his daughter vanished out of sight when they went in the house. She called it the point of no return because no matter how much it hurt in the beginning, if he made it past this point she was too turned on to stop. I wouldn’t want any other visitors to come over and be surprised by this thing hehehe. He'd recovered again. She was doing it right there, for anyone to see. Me and my sister Sally had been fucking each other for some years and to make it less obvious to other’s we were fucking l would allow her to go out with boys but under no circumstances was she ever to do anything with them, l would check her pussy gangbang to make sure she wasn’t wet straight or sticky. He reached over college to gently twist this nipple’s twin with his fingers.