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As she moaned into her daughter's snatch, I cried out in rapture. My pussy spasmed. My cock erupted. Cum flooded out of my ovaries and pumped into the depths of the married woman's bowels. I shuddered, the pleasure splashing through my thoughts. It was such a wonderful experience. My back arched, my blonde hair dancing about my face. Stars burst across the room while moans echoed around me. Jen and Lola were locked in the throes of their orgasm, too, and Mitch was grunting as he flooded Gina's hungry mouth. “Oh, Mom, yes!” groaned Katrina. She stumbled back and then sat down on the floor, her round breasts rising and falling as she fanned her face. “Oh, that was incredible. “Yes, it was,” Rebecca purred, advancing on her. My cock spurted a final time. I groaned, wanting to stay buried in Scarlett's asshole all day, but... I had a campaign to run. There was always more to do. With a groan, my cock still sensitive from my orgasm, I pulled my shaft out of her and rose on wobbly legs. Scarlett gasped, her asshole leaking my cum as she sat down on her rump, panting, her face flushed and smeared with her step-daughter's cream. Bethany handed me a sports drink while stroking her girl-dick with her other hand. “You were awesome, Mom!” “Enjoy,” I told her, giving her a wink. “I will!” she said before pouncing on Scarlett. She bore the blonde MILF to the ground, mounted her, and thrust into her married cunt in a second, her hands squeezing the MILF tits through her dress's bodice. Beside her, Rebecca was falling on Katrina, mounting the naked girl. Mother and daughter both shuddered as they both enjoyed a young futa-cock reaming their pussies. I grinned the sight, so glad I was reconnecting with some of my daughters, and glad they were having as much fun as me. “So, what's next?” I asked. Leah, my press secretary, came up. “Well, the media's waiting for you to give a speech. And we have fresh pussy lined up.” “The girl I was supposed to fuck for the rally?” Leah nodded her head. “She's a Cambodian cutie with a Texan twang.” “Only in America,” I said. It was a place where different cultures could unite and meld together. Wouldn't it be amazing if the entire world was like that? I wanted to make that happen. I wanted to unite the world. Becoming president was just that first step into something better. April 17th, 2047 “Sounds like a memorable campaign rally,” said Adelia. “Sure,” she said, her voice now a little stronger than before. And none matched that description better than Silvia, exactly because of her unique predicament. Brittany's were so warm. “Very good boy.” She shrugged her bathrobe back on. “Yeah sure!” Sure you can't join us." We three went into the room and flopped onto the bed leaving Tod still pounding away on Alice. She nodded and turned to me. "If you let my dad get any sort idea about us, then you are dead.
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We just needed to find the idea that would give Joy a great affinity for fire. And what is fire, but the antithesis of water? We needed to find the antithesis of Joy. Given her namesake, you might think sadness is her opposite, but even if Joy were the exemplar of her title, you would be wrong. For sadness cannot exist without joy, nor joy without happiness, and bittersweet moments carry both. They are not opposites, but dependents. The same goes for love and hatred, and indeed, they are often just different steps on the same path. But hatred and joy run counter to each other, for hatred is void of joy, and joy is void of hatred. One cannot exist in your heart if the other is present, so Joy decided Hatred must be tried. I remember when she first put it on. It fit her so well. “I’m not sure about this…” Joy muttered, staring at the red velvet hanging in the atrium. I dared not touch it. “If I put that on, what would I become, I wonder?” Vitanimus mused, studying it, “Would the life I create become twisted and evil?” “Would the rocks I form become jagged and treacherous?” I pondered. “It is dangerous.” Joy said, “Power, Corruption and Greed are terrible vices, but they are of desire. This… this is of loss. I fear it.”
“None of them feel violated or raped or whatever. And you are the biggest yet, so get started for me. I have some oil here to get you started. I said good morning ladies are you ready for the thrill of your life. I do it on my front. My cunt growing hotter and hotter. They were both still standing up, face-to-face. I go back home and blow a massive load dedicated to his sexy cock.
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