John Uskglass
Venerable Relic of the Wastes
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This is my favorite part, his latest work.....MAY NOT BE WORK SAFE.
Hillary Clinton lay sprawled upon the four post bed. Her head was tossed back from the pleasured ordeal she had suffered. Laura Bush lay naked at her side slowly stroking Hillary's short blonde hair.
"Oh Laura" Hillary moaned, "You have given me the most sublime joy."
Laura shot Hillary a devilish smile, her careful mask of a conservative librarian as now totally gone. She was like an animal, a beast, built only for the rhapsody of the bed.
"And it is so nice to be here," Hillary continued, "Bill always had someone else staying in the Lincoln Bedroom when we lived here," Hillary blushed remembering Laura's place now. Yet the two lovers stared at each other with smoldering passion there could be no serets between them. "Bill always made me sleep on the couch."
"Poor, poor Hillary," Laura smiled sadly, gazing intently at her lover's softly rising breasts.
"Oh, but now I'm so happy with you."
The look of mischief again lit up in Laura's face, "Now, madam Senator, would you like to be treated like the President?"
Laura, of course, knew Hillary's secret desire, and she saw Hillary's nipples grow stiff at the mere suggestion. "Why, what do you mean?" she asked.
With a wink, Laura rolled over and opened the night stand drawer next to her. She pulled out an ebony phalus from the drawer and slowly, sensuously ran her velvetine tongue down the length of the shaft.
"Oh" Hillary gasped with anticipation.
"I use it on George every night," Laura smiled. "It's his favorite thing, he calls it his "Powell.""
"It's so huge" Hillary shuddered with anticipation.
Laura looked doubtfully at the 4 inch shaft.
"I mean as compared to Bill."
But now was not the time for talk, Laura affixed the spike unto her loins and reached her hand behind Hillary's head. They kissed with utmost passion,and moved faster and faster as their desire built. Hands reached to grope and explore one another's bodies as the fevered pitch rose higher and higher. At last when Hillary thought she could take no more, she slowly guided Laura's fake phallus into her.
"Oh" Hillary cried in amazement at the wondrous feelings and desires coursing through her body. Laura bent over and began suckling on Hillary's mamoth nipples. Onward they rode as passion flamed their desires. Hillary's cries became more coarse and more demanding. Laura leapt up and planted a deep and sensuous kiss upon her mouth. Wave upon wave of pleasure rippled through the Senator's wanton body as she was torn by orgasmic pleasure.
"Oh Laura" she moaned, again with rapture, so happy was she to be alive and in love.
"Now dear," Laura shot Hillary a smoldering glance, "You must clean me off."
Laura rose from the bed and stood in the center of the bedroom, her dildo still standing naked and erect in front of her. Hillary climbed off the bed and slowly crawled on her hands and knees toward her beloved. She kissed the supple head of the rubber flesh and began to lick and suck upon the shaft, engulfing as much as she could while murmuring to it. Laura ran her finger through the Senator's hair, "Oh Hillary, Bill's such a fool, you are so much prettier than Monica when you are on your knees."
Register on the forums, it is worth the 75 page read. Really.
This is my favorite part, his latest work.....MAY NOT BE WORK SAFE.
Hillary Clinton lay sprawled upon the four post bed. Her head was tossed back from the pleasured ordeal she had suffered. Laura Bush lay naked at her side slowly stroking Hillary's short blonde hair.
"Oh Laura" Hillary moaned, "You have given me the most sublime joy."
Laura shot Hillary a devilish smile, her careful mask of a conservative librarian as now totally gone. She was like an animal, a beast, built only for the rhapsody of the bed.
"And it is so nice to be here," Hillary continued, "Bill always had someone else staying in the Lincoln Bedroom when we lived here," Hillary blushed remembering Laura's place now. Yet the two lovers stared at each other with smoldering passion there could be no serets between them. "Bill always made me sleep on the couch."
"Poor, poor Hillary," Laura smiled sadly, gazing intently at her lover's softly rising breasts.
"Oh, but now I'm so happy with you."
The look of mischief again lit up in Laura's face, "Now, madam Senator, would you like to be treated like the President?"
Laura, of course, knew Hillary's secret desire, and she saw Hillary's nipples grow stiff at the mere suggestion. "Why, what do you mean?" she asked.
With a wink, Laura rolled over and opened the night stand drawer next to her. She pulled out an ebony phalus from the drawer and slowly, sensuously ran her velvetine tongue down the length of the shaft.
"Oh" Hillary gasped with anticipation.
"I use it on George every night," Laura smiled. "It's his favorite thing, he calls it his "Powell.""
"It's so huge" Hillary shuddered with anticipation.
Laura looked doubtfully at the 4 inch shaft.
"I mean as compared to Bill."
But now was not the time for talk, Laura affixed the spike unto her loins and reached her hand behind Hillary's head. They kissed with utmost passion,and moved faster and faster as their desire built. Hands reached to grope and explore one another's bodies as the fevered pitch rose higher and higher. At last when Hillary thought she could take no more, she slowly guided Laura's fake phallus into her.
"Oh" Hillary cried in amazement at the wondrous feelings and desires coursing through her body. Laura bent over and began suckling on Hillary's mamoth nipples. Onward they rode as passion flamed their desires. Hillary's cries became more coarse and more demanding. Laura leapt up and planted a deep and sensuous kiss upon her mouth. Wave upon wave of pleasure rippled through the Senator's wanton body as she was torn by orgasmic pleasure.
"Oh Laura" she moaned, again with rapture, so happy was she to be alive and in love.
"Now dear," Laura shot Hillary a smoldering glance, "You must clean me off."
Laura rose from the bed and stood in the center of the bedroom, her dildo still standing naked and erect in front of her. Hillary climbed off the bed and slowly crawled on her hands and knees toward her beloved. She kissed the supple head of the rubber flesh and began to lick and suck upon the shaft, engulfing as much as she could while murmuring to it. Laura ran her finger through the Senator's hair, "Oh Hillary, Bill's such a fool, you are so much prettier than Monica when you are on your knees."
