Of course, we’ll be right up. Sex She and George needed that $50,000 commission very badly, and her refusing to have sex with the Arab cleric would not help she and George, or America. “Of course,” he responded with a broad grin, “Something real, real hot and tight. He went on, “So I need your help with this thing, real bad, baby. Her industrial equipment salesman husband, George, had a big customer, whose plant was located right outside of San Diego. I have never heard that political hack utter a single word of truth. They were all a little overweight and were sweating profusely, and even the beads of bodily fluids smelled of garlic. Praise Allah for providing me with this perfect cunt to fuck.”
After the cleric had sent all of his spunk deep inside of her, he had pulled her off of Sergio’s stiff prick, and put her on her knees then had made her suck his prick clean again. To complete the mind boggling, indecently sexy outfit, Margie had put on matching yellow, 5 inch, stiletto heeled shoes that had straps that wrapped sexily up around her ankles. “Have you ever done a Governor before?” “No I haven’t, as a matter of fact,” she admitted.
