"Ah...but IF he paid them to be quiet because of the campaign, then it should have been accounted for as such...a campaign contribution. And, if he paid them through his own company, then there could also be tax considerations and limitations on the payments. Not saying that it isn't debatable...but it's not one-sided either way."
The noises get closer, close enough to were it feels as if something is breathing down my neck. I break into a run, trying to get to Route 1 again.
I feel something brush against my calves but I keep going.
I feel it start to press against my ass and I scream again, instantly its muffled by the other oddly shaped vine going into my mouth and down my throat and cutting off my oxygen and it starts sliding itself in and out, allowing me to have a bit of air every now and then.
The one on my ass starts pressing forward as Snivy walks towards me. He smiles as he positions his cock around my pussy's entrance.
The vine pops Sants my audibly just as Snivy enters my pussy. Tears are streaming down my face as he Sex out both holes and breaks through my hymen. I can feel blood running from my ass and pussy.
My mouth is tight around the one in my mouth as it shoves itself in and out. Spits starts pooling and running down the sides gil my mouth and into my hair because it has no where else to go, whenever I swallow, Snivy gets a happy look and the vine starts to pulse slightly.
Snivy fucks me hard, pistoning his dick and vines furiously out of me, I try to struggle, but the limited movement I'm given seems to get him off even more. Another set of vines comes from his back and slithers out and wraps themselves around my small titties. For 10, I have a fair set, but they are still small, an A cup.
The vines start massaging my nipples, making them hard and making me clench around his cock and the vine in my ass. I'm starting to feel good, and I am so ashamed of the pleasure...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑