“I really am sorry about the videos, but I never really got to see your cock very well and it was at a long distance. Can I see your cock up close?...�� I stopped. That was a mistake. I was so horny. My mind was playing tennis with the idea. Back and forth. My dick was still hard. And it won.I sat down be the pool and slide my swim trunks down. She had already seen my dick. So, that was not new. Why not let her see it up close? When my dick sprang out it was standing at full attention,. She gently brought her fingers to her ass and touched the pole where it entered her. It felt huge and her skin was stretched so taught around it that she was sure if it got any bigger she'd just split in half. She began crying again.After a few minutes of being afraid to move, she carefully stretched her left leg down, toes out, to brush the wooden board that held the pole up. She could touch it if she leaned and really stretched, but it did her little good. So like this she hung for over. For an institution that can never keep a secret, there’s remarkably little information being leaked about its recent behind-the-scenes activity.“I don’t trust many members of Congress, and I’m concerned about the situation. I may be paranoid, but I worry that at least some people on Capitol Hill are conspiring against you, Gwen. They’re afraid of you, and fear can cause people to do all sorts of foolish things.”“We’ll be in Washington tomorrow, and Gwen will have that town eating out of her. " For what?" I'm gonna burn it." Like heck you are," Cissy said, and she ran up her front walk. "He tried to give you his number too, but you wouldn't take it. This one is mine, and I'm keeping it."She slipped into the house and closed the front door behind her.When Pam got home, she found her mother in the kitchen making dinner."How was the museum, darling?" her mother asked."Fine," said Pam."Have a nice walk down there and back?" Fine," Pam said. "I'm going upstairs to take a bath." Dinner's.