News of Sam's treatment of Mayawati spread through the world of politics like wildfire. Never before had any man done anything remotely like it to any woman politician. Never before had anyone been man enough to brutally fuck a politician in her ass and make her come in the process. Never before had anyone peed in a politician's mouth.
Sam became highly sought-after. Every woman on the Indian political scene, worth her weight, wanted to bed Sam. Now, as Sam thought of it, he could not help but commend Raveena on her foresight. She was the one who had pulled strings and got her to Mayawati, though he did not know it at the time. With that one move, Raveena, through Sam, could exert her influence on some of the most powerful women in the country.
Yes, Raveena was married now. So? Sam was still a regular in her bed. Her husband knew that. Hell, sometimes, he came home to find Raveena and Sam naked, fucking like dogs and bitches in heat. Sam still was Raveena's 'Assistant', and he still had to discharge his duties, and semen, to the best of his abilities. Even if it involved fucking someone else for Ravs.
Raveena had been getting regular feelers from a few politicians. Don't misunderstand. She was not pimping for him. Raveena loved Sam. And, she knew that Sam loved balling women in power. She had experienced that herself. After the night he had spent with Mayawati, Sam took the next flight to Switzerland where Ravs was on her honeymoon. He found Ravs and her husband in bed, fucking. He paid no heed to that. For the first time, Sam lost control. He separated the two, and gammed his boots in Ravs. Raveena loved him for that. She loved that her plan had succeeded and she loved humiliating her husband on their honeymoon. All that the poor chap could do was jerk off as he saw his wife being taken by another man.
Raveena had a difficult choice to make. Who would get Sam, and in which order? That was important. Preference was given in accordance with the power the politician wielded. Tonight, Sam would lend his services to Sonia and Priyanka Gandhi.
When Sam entered 10 Janpath, he was shown straight to the bedroom. Priyanka was in front of the dresser, in black bra and panties, combing her hair. Sonia was nowhere to be seen. Priyanka, was a very hot woman. Her breasts, 34 C, were quite firm, and her ass was nice and rounded. Those thighs were made to lock around a man's waist. As he stood there watching that black underwear on a white body, he felt the beginnings of a hard.
"I hope you do not mind waiting a bit", Priyanka said, "Mom would be here shortly."
Holy fuck! This he did not expect. He had thought that he would be doing them separately, but this was just unbelievable. Mother and daughter, naked together, and both fucking him.
"Till then", she continued, "Why don't you make yourself comfortable?"
Sam knew what that meant. It simply meant 'take your clothes off for I need to see you naked'. He yanked his jeans off, revealing to her his hard manhood as he had not worn any underwear. His shirt came off next, revealing his hairy chest.
"Ah, you poor man", Priyanka chided, "You do not have underwear. Here, take this."
With that she took her panties off and flung them at him. Sam held them to his nose and smelled them. They were not fresh. Atleast two days old. The smell of sweat and vaginal juices was strong. So, this woman's kink was wearing old underwear. He liked that. He put her panties on. Priyanka did not bother to cover her privates up. Why would she? Her pussy was well trimmed and that ass looked like a 24 year old's. She oozed heat and she knew that.
Priyanka could make out Sam's hardness through her panties. As he grew in size, the head made an appearance out of the fabric. The moist head was just too much of a turn on for her and she went down on her knees and pulled the panties down. She cupped his balls in her hand and closed her mouth on the head.
