Bruce Rollins flickered his chocolate brown eyes over the tender body of Galena Moore, her silky honey color hair spread in a wild tangle from above her head in places to over her shoulders in others with several strands gracing each perfectly shaped blossoming melon. 'Not bad.' he thought to himself as 18 year old Galena lay in happy dreamland. 'If only Abel knew what I did last night, and' he added gloatingly, 'twice more since midnight!' The nightstand clock read 4:44 a.m. and he knew he had to exit the bed to prepare for another day of hard and intensive work; but first why not one more round? "Wake up sleepyhead." Rollins whispered softly into Galena's small shapely ear. "I need to check my battery again." Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled at the 51 year old man who was her best entertainer of recent times. "Just how often do you think you can check it?" she asked. "Though I must admit I love being the test shop!" and with that Galena let out a tinkle of a giggle. "Oh hourly if I could, darling one." he replied. "But sadly I am only human, A mere mortal and it would leave me mortally wounded if you refused me now." Rollins slid his right hand off of Galena's soft skinned breast and down past her navel, stopping only when his fingers reached the moist and willing lips of her recently opened sex shop. Not to be denied, he slid his index finger in and started to twirl it around. It amazed him how willingly she had accepted him the night before and how quickly she had taken to his size. 'Not easy to find that in a virgin.' he mused to himself. He chuckled to himself a bit more as he compared Galena to her two sisters, both of whom he had also deflowered, although in fairness they had not objected. All three Moore girls knew their father despised Rollins and they disliked their father for failing them so often and so much that sex with Rollins seemed only a fitting payback. Poor Galena-well, not financially poor as her father was a multi-billionaire-but she was financially destitute in the receipt of affection and caring attentions. Her mother having fled-for a lucrative sum of cash and assorted properties-before Galena was a year old, her father had vowed to raise her and her sisters Silver and Charlotte on his own. Three daughters born in three consecutive years and all in the merry old month of March, with all three having their birthday in an 9 day range, followed 3 days later by their father's birthday. Abel Moore, saw it as a sign. although he was at a loss to fully explain it to anyone even at the time; much less, more than 17 years later. However, he had (in essence) bought his children from a woman far too happy to take the money and run, in much the same manner as his first wife had done, although she bore him only one sniveling boy after 7 years, who right from birth was sickly. Moore had also paid wife number one to take the brat for a tidy sum. Good old Abel Moore, Mayor of Castleton and in a bid for a fourth term, something which nobody'd ever even considered before, most being more than happy to exit after the second 4 year term. Castleton wasn't the largest city; but, with more than a half million (689, 147 to be precise according to the latest census) it wasn't a dink town either. And with the large number of people came responsibility and Abel Moore was convinced, by self, by delusion and by bought friends, that he and he alone could handle it all and handle it best. Bruce Rollins hadn't shared that view and quit his position as US Senator, to launch a campaign to defeat the egotistical Moore. The city ate it up. A slightly paunchy aging black man with far less money, going against the third richest man in the lower 48. The 51 year old Rollins with wife and 4 children, against the perennial bachelor 64 year old Moore who was had raised his daughters 'single handedly' (yeah with a staff of thousands) while keeping the city in top shape, chipping away at crime, bettering education, bringing new business in, keeping old business from exiting. And to the thrill of the residents, lower sales tax by a full percentage point on all goods. On the surface it looked like Moore had another win under his trim figured belt. A far cry from his impoverished childhood as the 9th of 12 children of Roscoe and Tessie Mandelberg (yeah, Abel Moore had been born Abel Mandelberg, something which he changed at 21, scrapping his Jewish background and embracing money as his new spiritual leader. So, there it was early morning and Bruce Thomas Rollins found his cock sliding back into Galena Moore's juicy young warming chamber, his wife and kids far from his mind as he plunged in, pulled back, pushed back down then gyrated about then a pull, then a push and so on as little Galena learned how to enhance the feelings she could have by thrusting back and gyrating in her own motions. 18 minutes more went by and Galena felt the urge to pee again which she knew from the earlier happening-which had been her first-that she was about to get another body filling rush. Rollins for his part, familiar with the feel of a woman as she approaches her ecstasy, did his best to keep from shooting off another load of cum into the little babe. 'Better to hold until she starts.' he reminded himself and knowing he wanted as much of a discharge as she did. He didn't have to wait long, Galena began bucking upwards and her pussy began vibrating as it opened and closed on his shaft which kept getting trapped at various levels of insertion. Her actions had the desired effect and another round of semen began spewing with more force than a geyser. The clamping and release pulled hard and yanked every drop from his balls until his 8 and a half inch cock was twitching and orgasming with a dry and fantastic jubilation, the entire tube, with its 7+ inch circumference shook, every pulsating vein throbbed as the blood poured through and delivered their own exhilarating charges which sent Galena into yet another burst of secure and release actions. Finally, the two had nothing left to give and Rollins slid out and off of Galena, his staff returning to a softer smaller size. "Thanks again." he said as he reached to retrieve his pants from where they were over the back of a chair. "MY thanks goes to you." Galena purred as she slid her delicate ring finger down into to her cum and juice sodden opening before drawing the wet digit up to her mouth and seductively sucking it. "oh how I wish I had more time" Rollins sighed. as he thought about the feel of Galena's mouth working his cock as she had done several times, starting a week earlier, when she had seduced him in the hotel room up at the State Capitol where he had was speaking at a hearing on human rights for the citizens of the state. He'd opened the door and she was there, dressed as an employee, delivering his meal. Even with a pair of glasses, and her hair pulled back he had recognized her. She came in, they shared the meal and talked and then she made her move. She'd watched quite a few porn DVDs to find out what to do, and in all fairness wasn't sure how she'd react. To her amazement, she took to giving a man head immediately. She'd been awestruck by the workings of the penis and the strange startling skin it had on the outside which slithered back and forth. Rollins explained it was his foreskin and that quite a few men have them. She fiddled with it for a few moments, intrigued. The DVDs hadn't shown these, or at least she didn't think they had. Then when he'd creamed into her mouth, she instinctively began swallowing and gobbling as Rollins apologized for having failed to give her warning that he was going to cum. She had been so good and he had gotten so drawn into the event, he had failed to notice it happening himself until it was too late. 'Better than her sisters.' he mentioned to himself. Silver and Charlotte had gagged and spit respectively. After he tore through Galena's hymen, he'd noticed she was much freer and accepting than her two older sisters. He had also found with extreme happiness, that she took all 8+inches of his shaft, on a few of the thrustings he could feel her cervix, as his bulbous head bumped into it, but those little hits seemed to just add to her enhancement. Her sisters had taken barely 6 inches and winced in pain when he hit their interior bottoms-although they had achieved climax from him when he controlled his charger.