Shouts van de kerker

Pleasure shot through me. Stars burst across my vision. The ecstasy drowned my mind. The cameras pushed in. They immortalized this moment. I had defeated both my tittyfucking candidates. I snapped a head around, waves of darkness washing across my vision, and focused on one of the cameras. “America, this is my platform!” I howled as my cum pumped over and over into Glory's asshole. Her bowels milked me dry. “This is how I'll conduct my diplomacy. How the world will change! Through joy, not violence. Through passion, not anger. “I promise you all, vote for me and we'll unite the world through love!” My orgasm peaked in me. I fired my last blast of jizz into oral Glory's asshole. November 4th, 2036 “Congratulations, Becky. I concede,” Henry Millner said. “The country's yours.” I hung up the phone, a stunned sort of giddy disbelief washing through me. My daughters, who had worked so hard for months, maybe even years, crowded around me. My eyes flicked from them. I smiled, so glad I had connected with them. They were all so giddy, a sea of faces that were all so similar to mine and all so different, sexy mergings giving head of their gagged mothers' and my features. “Well?” Lola asked. My first daughter ever conceived had spearheaded this endeavor. “Do you have my victory speech?” I asked her, the room spinning around me. I gripped the table in the hotel backroom where my victory party would be held. My victory orgy. “Yes!” Lola moaned. She whipped out a blue binder from her satchel. She thrust it at me. “You did it, Mom!” “You're the president!” gushed Rebecca, my second daughter I ever conceived, created that same domination night as Lola. It was wonderful. How did all that blood come to be on her? She holds a lufa, body wash and shampoo. "You're a fucking pro at this!" she moaned, kicking her feet out against the bed sheets. “I've been stolen, and you can rescue me, good sir.” She whined, "Jose, don't" but again he was unrelenting until she gave up and let him kiss her giving head mouth. “You mean they`re dancers.” Asked Grace confused. Liz and I sat silently unsure what to expect but almost straight away the screen cleared to show a double bed with three people on it. When I told them, my son made the reasonable point that his bed could easily fit them both. He caught me with one of our former neighbors. Ashley had told me that through her pregnancy she had often experienced an intense need to ‘fuck’, and Daniel had been on hand to see to her every need. ‘I’m not asking. Her beautiful blue eyes were turned up to me and never broke eye contact. I abruptly sat down on my butt oral and brought her with me. Ada had not married and had conscientiously avoided pregnancy. It was refreshingly cold outside and I looked around at the pure white landscape surrounding me. Of their own accord, tittyfucking my gagged hips bucked up and down, timed perfectly to Kara’s thrusting tongue which she now popped rapidly in and out of my gaping rectal orifice. I walked over to him, put my hand gently on his face. She pulled at Victoria's skirt as Victoria kicked her legs futilely, eventually removing it, and then pulled Victoria's lacy panties down her legs to bare domination her cunt.