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Chapter 9 by dendenim dendenim

Do you take his hand?

Yes

You take his hand and let him lead you to the toilets of the building. He practically makes you run the last few meters. He must really want to get inside your panties!

The moment you enter the toilets he turns to you and plants you a deep kiss. Your tongues meet passionately and you grab him by the back of the neck as his hands reach down and grab your ass from under your skirt which is now all wrapped around your waist. You make out passionately right there, in the middle of the bathroom, as he gingerly slides his fingers to the side of your thong. You do nothing to resist him apart from kissing him back with more passion saying "Oh my God, I want you inside me so much!"

Without breaking his kiss, Paul starts pulling your thong down, revealing your trimmed pussy. After you pussy has been fully exposed, he presses you against the wall, brings his hands up on your tits and goes down on you. You pant in excitement as he kisses your pussy tenderly, making you tingle all over your body. Then he starts licking your already wet pussy, playfully flicking the tip of his tongue over your lips. You close your eyes and enjoy the lust that seems to take over you.

Soon you have enough of his tease and with a groan you grab the back of his head and push it on your vagina. His tongue feels warm and muscular as it fills your pussy, sending new tremors up your spine.

You are so lost in the pleasure Paul is offering you that at first you don't understand why he abruptly stops and rises to his feet. You look around in bewilderment and then you see the paparazzi who has come up apparently from nowhere vanish down the stairways.

The sex scandal inside the part's offices costs you your job and your party the elections. It's not just that you are now unemployed, the people that you worked with and hanged out with all this time now avoid your company. Paul too seems to have disappeared.

As you watch the election night go to ruin on the TV screen you feel full of guilt and remorse. You decide that the only way to feel better is to drink your sorrow away.

Down to the bar

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