long-haired blonde in a draping sky-blue dress. I’d gone to DC with

Cats and we hooked up with a friend of mine, a House legislative

assistant freak who feeds on the young and beautiful power-hungry

women that infest capital city. He’d brought the girl along to meet

us, teasing her with tales of our notorious decadence. We had two

drinks and they led us up to the hotel room.

She burned with nervous excitement, at first barely able to move.

Keeping my distance, I stared hungrily, dying of curiousity to feast

my eyes upon her secret, watching the slow and determined revelation

of her unpantied cunt. Cats pushed down the blue dress to expose a

perfect breast, youthful cream flesh, unstrained by the pull of time.

Once Cats began to lick her pussy, the pretty LA began to smile at me.

The only thing that diluted her impeccable beauty was a slouch in her

stance, trying to disguise her height in a way that only diminished

her. Lying on the bed, in various sexual poses, she seemed every-inch

proud. Her face shone radiantly as she looked up at me, catching my

gaze with a happy, wanton glow, emphasizing the simple beauty of her

features before the rush of emotion made her look suddenly away. She

grasped my hand and held it as she shuddered.

Later, I suckled her soft boob, kissing my way down her slight belly

to nuzzle my lips against her shaved pudendum. After a few flicks of

my all-too-experienced tongue, I suspected that this girl had rarely

if ever been licked to an orgasm. I began playing my harmonic rhythms

along the tiny pink lips, dipping into the barely gaping hole,

taunting the tense young clit. Her cute asshole tempted me, but I

kept my finger away. Cats pulled my cock into the Washington Doll’s

mouth, where it sank to the root and back again. I broadened my

tongue and made the girl convulsive, the simple overpowering orgasm of

a woman unused to getting head. “I didn’t know people did things like

this,” she said.

I lay naked on the bed as I watched her drape the loose dress, the

thin fabric catching for a moment above the sweet orbs of her bare

bottom. I kissed Cats, anxious to continue our loveplay privately.

“Nice to meet you,” the Senate girl said sweetly in leaving, just two

wild hours after we’d met.