Cyndi sucks

Kneeling in front of her husband's political rival, Cyndi knew she was helpless and totally in this man's power. To resist was not only her ruin, the disgrace of her family, but also her husband's ruin.

Slowly, Cyndi took Preston's massive cock in her hands. She lowered her face and licked. Her tongue wiggled back and forth.

"I don't want a tongue bath! Suck it!" Preston's voice echoed the power of the man. Opening her mouth, Cyndi guided the thick knob between her lips. Her head dropped. Preston's cock slid up into her mouth. It didn't take long for the Senator's cock to grow stiff and hard - and grow it did. Cyndi could barely take the width of the cock in her mouth. Preston **** his cock up into the woman's mouth. His knob pressed against the back of Cyndi's throat; she hadn't taken the entire cock into her mouth.

Cyndi bobbed her head up an down; her tongue lashed against the hot meat. Preston began fucking her mouth slowly.

"You've got talent, Cyndi. In time you'll learn to take all of it down your throat."

Cyndi strained to keep from gagging. The man, she thought, was crazy to think she could suck his entire cock.

"That's good for now," Preston slid his cock back, "stand up and do a little strip tease for me. I want to see your beautiful body in the flesh."

Cyndi stood. Slowly, with hesitation, her fingers found the button at the top of her silk blouse. The button came undone. Cyndi's fingers dropped to the next button.

Senator Preston Forrest sat back in his comfortable chair, smiling, his black silk robe opened, his huge cock standing straight, wet with Cyndi's saliva.

Cyndi finished opening the buttons. Pushing aside her blouse, she revealed her flimsy, lace bra. She stared down at the Senator. What she didn't notice was that the Senator's young assistant had returned to the suite and was quietly videotaping every move.