Yes, you do.

Never before in your whole life, including the masturbatory fantasies that have haunted your dreams since puberty, have you so desired someone. Smart, beautiful, witty, passionate, and with a killer body, Samantha Kendrick is everything you could dream of in a woman. Looking down at the gorgeous redhead you see that her breathing is as uneven, and her eyes are as desirous as yours. Yet her last words were “we really shouldn't do this.” Though ever sense you have is telling you that Sam wants you as much as you want her, you have ****. There wisdom in her words, for both of you have obligations to numerous supporters and people who are depending on you, besides you would never **** yourself on a woman.

“Okay.” You take a deep breath and curve your base urges while stating, “Let's be prudent.” Letting go of Sam's wrists you start to move to her side in order to let her up. The fiery redhead, however, will have none of it, and reaching up to your chest she pushes through your backward motion rolling you over on your back. It is now your turn to be pinned to the ground as she lies over left side, her naked breasts flattening against your chest. Hungrily, Sam passionately kisses you.

When the insistent Republican finally relents on her lip lock she stares at you with a challenging look that mixes lust with amusement. “You were saying something about prudence?” Sam tempts you with her best bedroom voice as she reaches down and nimbly kicks off her thong, stripping herself naked.

You need no further encouragement. Grabbing Sam around her back you flip over the seductive businesswoman, who gives out a playful laugh, returning her to the bottom position as you lay across her right side. “Audentes Fortuna Iuvat.” You quote Virgil, “Fortune favors the bold.”

“Oh, brother.” Sam chuckles and rolls her eyes as her lips eager accept yours as you kiss her deeply.

Giving up on classical quotes you put your mouth to better use and slowly begin to kiss down her body, having your lips savor her mouth, chin, neck, chest and finally her ample, soft, firm breasts. Hearing the increase volume of her groans as your mouth makes its journey of exploration you realize that any stimulation of her breasts greatly arouses your political opponent, so you gently press down with your teeth against her nipple as you cup the underside of her right tit. The effect is immediate, direct and most gratifying. “Hmmmm” she purrs, biting her lower lip and squinting her eyes as Sam reaches up and grabs hold of the couch's legs above her.

Wrapping your tongue around her nipple you tease and pull on it, as you notice that Sam has begun to slightly, yet rhythmically, thrust her swollen sex up and down, as if she was humping the air. With her cunt beckoning you firmly glide your hand across her toned abdomen heading straight for the region demanding attention.

“Oh my!” Sam gasps as the tip of your fingers caress her outer lips. Giving a low guttural groan she clamps down on the couch's legs as you explore her clitoris.

Never have you seen a woman in such heat. When your finger first penetrates her already dripping wet vagina she moans in desire as her head slowly flips to one side and then to the other, her dark chestnut hair partially covering her face. Inserting your index finger up to the first digit you then remove it, causing Samantha to drive her pelvis up, craving for her sheath to be filled. Teasing your rival for a few minutes, you enjoy watching her **** trying to hump your constantly evacuating finger over frustrated whimpers. Yet through all your playful torments, Sam never releases her grip on the couch, preferring to remain in a submissive, almost bound, position.

Deciding she has endured enough, you place your middle finger next to your index and insert them deeply into Samantha in one slow fluid motion. Arching her back she stammers “Yes!” which encourages you to slip your fingers in and out her with ever increasing speed and depth. Through her cries of ecstasy you feel Sam at first intentionally clench down on your fingers with her vagina muscles until she looses controls and her inner regions begin to spasm.

“Fuck!” Sam moans as her beautiful hazel pupils dilate, almost doubling in size, as her body shudders into a full orgasm.

You do not remove your soaked fingers, however, until you feel her orgasm starting to abate after several long minutes.

“You bastard!” She playfully gasps, “getting that kind of turn out isn't suppose to be that easy.”

“And that was only the primaries.” You quip as you move in between Sam's legs and spread them wide. “Oh, John!” she cries as your mouth descends towards her awaiting cunt.

“Fuck!!” Samantha loudly swears again as your lips clamp down on her still quivering pussy. Quickly she is brought into the throws of a second, even more intense, orgasm as your tongue greedily explores her inner regions. Wanting to prove your superior oratory abilities you give your overconfident opponent the through tongue lashing she so richly deserves. After a good long debate with Sam's pussy, you straighten up and wipe your mouth with your forearm. Looking down at her you smile at how her breasts heave about as she tries to catch her breath.

“There is nothing worse.” She pants with a devilish smile, “Then a cocky lib whose proud himself.”

Bending back down you affectionately kiss the red haired Republican, enjoying feeling her little gasps as your lips embrace.

“Well you know us bleeding-hearts.” You roll over on your side and slip off your underpants. “Always concerned about the common good.”

“'Endowed by their Creator' indeed.” Sam continues the bad political puns as she purrs with approval at the sight of your semi-erect cock.

Taking hold of your shaft you stroke yourself rigid with ease as you bend over for another kiss, your lips nibbling on each other. Shifting your position you kneel in between Sam's legs. Still holding onto the couch, she spreads wide, preparing herself. Guiding your manhood to her awaiting sex, she moans loudly as you insert the tip of your head and methodically begin to work yourself into Sam with short, gentle, thrusts.

“Oh, that feels amazing.” Sam gleams, which greatly arouses you. Your last girlfriend would bitterly complained if were not gentle enough, because of your length and girth, but Sam's seems to be thoroughly enjoying herself no matter what you do. As you continue your mild rocking you let your mouth and hands roam over Sam's body, kissing and caressing her breasts, neck and mouth.

With your soft touch Sam lets go of the couch and runs her fingers through your hair, rubbing your back and takes hold of your ass, encouraging your tender rhythm. You feel her pussy muscles clench down in harmony with each of your loving thrusts, which nearly drives you over the edge.

Focusing your thoughts to avoid cumming too quickly you find the right cadence that will excite Sam, but keep yourself under control, at least for a while. Sam's groans increase in volume as you gently quicken your pace and penetration. Her excited eyes calling out for more. It is a close affair, but once again it is Sam that is brought to orgasm. With a long pronounced guttural moan of “Fuck!!!” she shivers to a satisfying end, her quivering sheath feels even more amazing with your cock deep inside of it.

Though strongly desiring to finish yourself, you will to retain control of your passion, resolving to nobly prolong Samantha's pleasure, while also feeding your masculine ego. Leaving your shaft inside of the cumming conservative, you cease your thrusts and focus on controlling your breathing. When Sam gains control of herself she gazes deeply into your eyes.

“You haven't finished?” She grins. “Hmm, my campaign manager did warned me that the Republicans would try to 'fuck me over real hard.'”