Can I count on your vote? - Sex Stories

Can I count on your vote?

... forward, slipping my whole fat length inside her in one smooth motion, she gasped out loud and began pushing back, eager for the fucking she deserved. The table rocked wildly, my tea cup fell to the floor and I thought the table might collapse at any moment, but I didn't care, I was ball deep inside Caroline Hudgington and I wasn't about to stop for anything. She cried out with each thrusting fuck, demanding more, demanding it harder. My balls slapped her arse with each thrust as she pushed back harder and harder until I couldn't hold back any more and with one final surge I filled her pretty pussy with my hot creamy cum. She rocked back and forth through my orgasm, milking me for every last drop. Ten minutes later, we were both cleaned up and dressed once more. She left me a batch of leaflets as I showed her to the door. "Thanks for the tea," she said as she stepped back out onto the street. "I trust I can count on your vote?" I smiled and said she certainly could, then she walked away without a backward glance, fucking politicians! I awoke suddenly, there was a knocking on my door downstairs. I'd fallen asleep on the bed after my shower and had another of my dirty dreams about my Green Party Candidate. The knock came on the door again, this time more forcefully. I quickly threw on my shorts and t shirt and ran down the stairs, maybe it was her for real this time. I opened the door with a smile, but there before me was a chinless bald man wearing a large blue rosette. "I'm your conservative party candidate, can I count on your vote?" "Fuck off!" I said slamming the door in his face. Fucking Politicians.