I decided - pending further developments - that I must be John Gray, widower and two term Governor of Kansas, just finishing his second four year term... If my memory of the current news was correct, I was also busy campaigning on behalf of the Republican nominee for President, Charles Thornton.I'd seen John Gray on the news, crisscrossing the country, tirelessly working the crowds for Senator Thornton, and being amazingly effective at it. Many political reporters referred to him as a potential. You remember, the one holding the Last Call bell? Yeah, well, he's called Jungle Joe for a reason, and I was about to learn why.Lemon worked his way down the bar to me and tilted his head back to get my face into the proper zone of his new quadrifocal lenses. I knew they were new because I moonlight as the accountant for his optometrist."Well, good evenin' Mister Danmark." It was really him: his dentures faintly whistled the 's' in 'Mister.'That was somewhat of a relief. I wasn't sure what I'd. Her dad reached back with one hand while still pressing his tongue deep into her pussy, and released his belt. His trousers dropped to the floor and he stepped out of them. Lisa saw his big prick straining against the thin material of his jockey shorts. Her pussy throbbed with desire from the sight. Caressing it again with her foot, she hooked her toes over the waistband and drew the shorts down until her dad's cock sprang free. Lisa could see a drop of fluid on the swollen tip. She pressed her. He was about two years younger than me. His older brother was my age, same grade in school, but we were never close. We got along fine, just ran in different crowds. The younger one and I were always pretty tight for whatever reason. He was a big k**, already 6 foot and stocky when he hit his teens. I found out he had a man-sized cock to go with his height and build. I never thought of myself as gay and didn't know about bisexuality but I knew I liked girls and yet I wanted to see his cock..
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