Ray Todd - The Senator_s playmate

"God, yes," he panted.

"This old pussy's gonna suck the jizz right out of your beautiful big prick," she whispered, her teasing blue eyes looking straight into his. "My hot cunt-mouth is gonna suck you dry."

Still rotating her slit around his cock, she began raising and lowering her body, driving his throbbing shaft deeply into her hot, slippery fuck-hole.

"Jesus Christ," he moaned, thrusting his hips up to meet every downward plunge of her frothy hot cunt. "Oh, God, that feels good!"

Faster and faster the worked, her luscious tits bouncing up and down as the beautiful girl's long blonde hair flew wildly around her flushed face and shoulders. She was almost out of her mind with passion as he drove his thick shaft of hard male meat deeper and deeper into her hot box. She could feel his rock-hard knob pounding mercilessly against the very bottom of her fuck-hole while his big swollen shaft rubbed deliciously against her sucking cunt walls.

"Oh, shit, baby!" she screamed hysterically at the feel of his rigid, slippery pole slithering against her quivering clitty. "That's the way, honey! God, how I love that big cock!"

Crazed with excitement. Bob grasped her hips and propelled her raster and faster over his straining rod. He could feel his hot jizz boiling up for the impending ejaculation and knew he'd never be able to control himself this time.

"Fuck, baby, fuck!" squealed the girl. "Fuck me good, honey! I'm almost there, baby, almost there! Oh, shit, I'm coming! I'm comiiinnngggg! Comiiinnngggg!"

As the glorious orgasm swallowed up the writhing girl, she could feel Bob's thick, hot jizz gushing up into her trembling, lurching fuck-hole.

"That's it, baby!" she shrieked, falling forward across his body. "Fill me up, honey! Squirt, baby, squirt! Shit, I love that hot jizz in my cunt!"

Screwing her cunt down tighter around the base of his spurting cock, she covered Bob's lips with her hot open mouth while his hands clutched her soft young ass-cheeks, pressing her even tighter against his spent body.

"Jesus," she giggled a few minutes later as she lay cuddled in his arms, "I never thought you'd ever get around to fucking me."

"I didn't know you were so fuckin' hot to trot," he whispered. "Christ, you've really got it all together."

"Wait'll you see what else I can do," she smiled, reaching for his limp cock. "Joan won't be home until after midnight."

Kim was walking on a cloud when she attended the press party the next evening with Bob. She was pleased with her own appearance in a light-blue cocktail dress with a plunging neckline that revealed most of her big lush boobs. The young girl was dazzled by the number of well-known dignitaries who were among the guests.

"Isn't this exciting?" she whispered when she saw a well-known member of the cabinet walk past where she was standing with Bob.

"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself," he smiled, taking a drink from a tray that a waiter offered him. "What would you like?"

"Just a Coke," she grinned, bubbling with excitement.

Walking among the guests with Bob, she was more than pleased with the admiring glances she was receiving from the male guests. God, if the kids in Kansas could see her now! She couldn't believe that she, Kim Sterling, was actually at this fantastic Washington cocktail party.

"My God," she suddenly gasped when she saw a handsome dark-haired man with a touch of grey at his temples. "Isn't that Senator Dunkirk?"

"It sure is," Bob answered, recognizing the senator who was one of the most powerful men in Congress.

"Jesus, he's handsome," Kim whispered, staring at the tall imposing man who appeared much younger than his fifty years.

"Would you like to meet him?" Bob asked the excited girl.

"Do you know him?" gasped Kim.

"Casually," answered Bob. "I've had occasional interviews with him."

"God, yes, I'd like to meet him!" she giggled excitedly.

Senator Dunkirk was considered one of the most powerful and interesting persons in Washington. His pictures were constantly in the press, including the coven of both Time and Newsweek.

"Good evening, Senator," Bob smiled, leading Kim over to the imposing figure.

"Hello there, Bob," he beamed in a resonant voice as he warmly grasped the young man's hand. "It's nice to see you again."

"Thank you, Senator," Bob smiled, turning his eyes to Kim. "I'd like you to meet Miss Kim Sterling, a new arrival in our city from Kansas."

"And a very pretty addition to any community," the senator smiled, taking the girl's hand.

A wild excitement raced through her trembling body as he continued holding her hand while his eyes moved slowly down from her fresh young face to the deep soft cleavage between her ripe, half-exposed tits.

Kim could hardly believe she was actually standing there talking to the famous Senator Dunkirk. The girl was shaking like a leaf when Bob led her away to meet some other people.

"He looks just like his pictures," she whispered, glancing back over her shoulder at the man who was still watching her.

"Most people do," Bob laughed. "That's why they invented the camera."

As the evening progressed, Kim was very much aware that the senator was constantly watching her from across the room. It was terribly exciting to the girl to know that the famous man was paying so much attention to her.

A later when Bob excused himself to phone his paper, Kim was surprised at the sound of the senator's voice over her shoulder.

"Are you being deserted?" he asked in his deep, soft voice.

"No," she smiled. "Bob had to make a phone call."

"That's a shame," he teased. "I was hoping you were stranded."

His flattery started her heart pounding wildly with excitement. She couldn't believe that the famous senator was actually flirting with her.

"How do you like Washington?" he asked.

"I love it," Kim smiled.

The way his deep dark eyes were looking into hers made it difficult to keep her knees from shaking.

"Kim," be said in a soft sincere voice. "You're one of the prettiest girls I've ever met."

"Thank you, Senator," she smiled, trying to act calm.

He quickly changed the conversation to less personal subjects and asked her questions about Kansas and her home town.

"Kim," Bob said in a disappointed voice when he returned to where she was standing with the senator. "The paper is putting me on an assignment and I'll have to send you home in a cab since I must leave light now."

"Nonsense," interrupted the senator. "Kim is the belle of the ball. I'll send her home later in my limousine."

"Would you rather stay?" Bob asked Kim.

"I think so," she blushed. "I'm having fun."

"Okay," he smiled, kissing her lightly on the cheek. "Thank you, Senator. This is very nice of you."

"It's my pleasure," the older man smiled as Bob turned and hurried from the room.

With Bob gone, she suddenly felt strangely embarrassed standing alone by the senator. She was faintly startled when she felt his fingers brush against hers as they stood side by side. Gently taking her hand, he led the trembling girl out onto the terrace.

"Lovely evening, isn't it?" he sighed, standing close to her as they watched the city lights spread out below them.

"Oh, yes," she whispered. "It's really neat."

Without further words, the senator moved his arm around her slim waist, gently drawing her closer to him. She could feel the excitement surging through her young body as she rested her face against the famous man's shoulder. A trickle of hot cunt juice bubbled out of her tingling slit when she felt his hand inching down towards her soft round butt.

"Oh, Senator," she giggled when his fingers began probing into the quivering crack of her ass through the thin material of her dress. "That makes me feel all naughty."