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▶ Anonymous 12/09/23 (Sat) 00:15:00 8c1591 (2) No.20044420>>20044439

"for unauthorized possession of the documents"

Fbi gets other people for that and charges them with spying.

Why is PedoJoe above the law?

Do we have to wait for pedoJoe to leave office, for him to be charged?

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▶ Anonymous 12/09/23 (Sat) 00:15:39 c89ce2 (5) No.20044421

>>20044363

I'm lost for words… and I thougt Dylan Mulvaney was a sick man.

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▶ Anonymous 12/09/23 (Sat) 00:15:40 eed58b (11) No.20044422

[pop]YouTube embed. Click thumbnail to play.

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▶ Anonymous 12/09/23 (Sat) 00:15:33 0eaa68 (18) No.20044423

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▶ Anonymous 12/09/23 (Sat) 00:15:35 2a2a0c (3) No.20044424>>20044431 >>20044447 >>20044451

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Donald J. Trump

@realDonaldTrump

WATCH THE TRIAL!!!

Dec 08, 2023, 9:02 AM

https://truthsocial.com/@realDonaldTrump/111545165798595811

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▶ Anonymous 12/09/23 (Sat) 00:16:28 005cb2 (13) No.20044425>>20044433

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>>20044416

I thought you were a BV too though. Looks to me like you're trying to get rid of certain people that stand in your way.

As it was, I only had to make one call.

Top of my list, Randall listened to my sob story and agreed I could stay in

his spare room, "As long as I needed" if I contributed to grocery bills.

I moved in with my golf clubs and a small amount of my stuff on Tuesday

night after work.

==

On Wednesday I received a curt email from Louise. Her choice of a neutral

venue surprised me. Red Gables Country Club. Basically, where this mad

fucking journey of ours had started.

We were to make our ways there separately. Louise told me to meet her in

the French dining room at 8:30pm sharp. She gave me no details of a room,

any overnight details, sleeping arrangements, nothing except we were

meeting for dinner, and that we would 'talk', but I assumed she'd booked a

room. And we'd actually be staying over? Shit, I wasn't even sure about

that.

Fuck.

==

Thursday night, Randall went out as 'Raquel'. He (she) asked me if I wanted

to join them, they were going to a 'Club Night', but I declined.

I did however assfuck Raquel when they got home unaccompanied at 1am. I'd

waited up on the off chance I'd get the opportunity. And I was glad I did.

Raquel was rocking a slut look in a tight silver dress and breastforms and

looked super sexily feminine in a white spiky wig.

Raquel had just walked in and without saying anything had sat down on the

couch next to me and started tongue kissing me. I had no intention of

resisting, and I didn't.

My orgasm was intense, I hadn't jerked off since my face-off with Louise.

And I finished off by sucking Raquel's juicy cock, hungrily swallowing a

BIG load of Raquel's milky cum, before we both fell asleep in the main

bedroom.

It seemed that staying at Randall's came with some 'benefits'.

==

On Saturday, I arrived at Red Gables around 8:15pm. It was damp and cold,

we were just into March but the weather hadn't started to improve yet, and

the outdoor pool and pool bar was closed. I checked the main bar area, but

there was no sign of Louise. I was nervous, so I just headed straight to

the French room.

I gave our name to a thin dark-haired good-looking waiter, yes, he was in

the 'I would' category, who led me to a table that was set for two. The

dining room wasn't particularly busy, there were a few empty tables. I

ordered a club soda. After all, I didn't know if I would be driving home. I

hoped I wouldn't be, but that was more blind optimism than anything else.

As I sat waiting for Louise, I reminded myself that I wasn't the only

person in our relationship that had their 'secrets'. After all, Louise had

been fucking at least one guy behind my back, possibly two if the Matty

rumor was true, and probably more than that.

I needed to be more assertive in this discussion, I told myself. Louise had

previously criticized me for not being open with her. Tonight, I decided

that I would be. Well, I told myself I'd try, at least.

I'd just checked my watch, 8:43pm, I'd almost started to think that Louise

was a no-show, when the same waiter who'd led me to our table walked Louise

over.

I said 'Hi' and listened as Louise ordered a Mimosa, before she sat down in

silence, putting a small blue purse down on the table.

"Eh, Louise, I'm glad to see you," I said, genuinely meaning it. "You look

great."

The meal was more than slightly awkward. The conversation was brusque but

polite. Louise kept it to family and work, there was some stuff about one

of our neighbor's buying a boat. There wasn't really much I could say. I

mentioned that I'd played golf with Archie. We were basically just killing

time before we talked about what we needed to talk about.

One encouraging sign was that Louise insisted I drink wine with my veal

main. Louise had chosen some garlic stuffed chicken breast thing, so we

were on white wine. And the food was good. We got through two bottles of

Chablis by the time we'd finished dessert.

"OK, Ron. Let's go to the room," Louise said unemotionally, when we'd

drained the last of our wine glasses, and finished our coffees.

==

Louise led us to the room. It wasn't the one we'd had that time when we'd

had our first wild weekend with Fabio and then with Debbie. It was a bigger

room than the one before, more in the center of the main building, well

away from the golf course.

When we got in the room and I closed the door, Louise got herself a drink.

Some golden-colored, mini-bottle of fizzy shit from the mini-bar. She

poured it into a glass and handed me a bottle of beer.

"Ron. Sit down. There. Not on the bed. I want to talk. It's time."

I walked to an armchair in the corner of what I guess was a suite. The room

was big. Louise sat down on the bed and slipped her shoes off.

"Sit there, Ron. Go on. On the chair."

I sat down. I suddenly felt less drunk than I actually was. I'd drunk my

fair share of wine at dinner. But now I felt totally sober.

"OK, Ron. I guess now is the time. I know there are aspects of our

lifestyle you've found hard to deal with. And you've dealt with them in

your own way. And I guess I'm the same. I've dealt with some of the things

I've found hard in our relationship in MY own way. I think we've both

deviated from what we originally agreed."

I gulped but kept listening.

"OK, Ron. Those sluts last Friday. They weren't your first, ehm, deviation?

Right?"

"Ah, Louise, well .. Eh .. you know what happened."

"I know, Ron. I know. Adrienne let me know. I'm not talking about THAT.

We'll get to THAT later."

"Louise, where are you going with this. Are you accusing.."

"Come on, Ron. Don't patronize me."

"Louise, I can.."

"FUCKING RON! STOP WITH THE STALLING ALREADY!"

Did you fuck her in the ass?"

"Eh.." I had to think. I'd analed her for sure, but was it the actual time

I was 'confessing' to Louise about? I replied with a simple, "Yes".

"Who else?"

"Eh, that's it.." I let the sentence trail off.

"Ron, I'm going to ask you to consider this next question VERY carefully. I

need an honest answer. If I don't get an honest answer, you don't get a

choice on what we do next. We're done. It's all over. So, think VERY

carefully."

I gulped. I was pretty sure I knew what was coming.

"Ron. Have you fucked Donna? I mean, have you and her done it, without you

telling me?"

"Yes," I said without even thinking about the consequences.

"Oh, Ron. No. Why? She's a fucking whore. I mean an ACTUAL fucking whore.

What were you thinking?"

"I did it because I knew it would piss you off," I blurted out. Louise

wanted honesty. I was giving her honesty.

"How many times, Ron?"

"Eh, two. Maybe three. Two, I think. No three."

"Fuck, Ron. You don't even remember how many times you fucked that skanky

fucking slut!?! Un-fucking-real. You amaze me, Ron, you fucking amaze me

sometimes."

"We met two or three times, I meant. There were a lot of fucks, Louise.

Fuck, I lost count of the amount of times I fucked her. A lot. I don't

know. Ten? Twenty times?"

"You bastard, Ron. Fuck! I don't know. I.."

"Louise, you asked me to be fucking honest. What the fuck did you want me

to do? Lie? You told me not to fucking lie, Louise! OK, I'm getting myself

another beer. One minute."

I stood up and walked to the mini-bar. As I walked over, I could see Louise

glaring at me. I fished a bottle of cold lager out of the refrigerator,

screwed it open and returned to my seat.

"OK, Ron," Louise continued when I'd sat down. "I asked. You told. I really

shouldn't complain. I'm sorry about that. It wasn't fair. We've cleared the

air. My question to you now, is what are we going to do?"

I took a drink of beer.

Say it Ron. Say IT!"

"I love you, Louise."

"OK, Ron, this freaky shit we do, we DID, it stops right now. That's in the

past. No more."

"OK."

"Ron, we stop now? Do you understand?"

"Yes. We stop. I understand."

"OK, Ron, this is IT. After tonight, if you cheat on me, I treat it like I

used to think I would. I throw your ass in the trash and divorce you. Got

that, Ron?"

"Yes."

"Say it again - have you GOT THAT, Ron?"

"Yes, Louise," I replied.

"And we don't bring the past up. THIS past. Even if we argue, you and I

NEVER bring this shit up again. OK?"

"OK," I replied.

Louise stood up and walked over to the dresser and crushed what was left of

her cigarette out in a glass ashtray.

I took a large gulp of beer.

"OK, Ron, let's go to bed."

What happened next was spontaneous, immediate, and looking back at it now,

it still kind of takes my breath away.

Connor and I kissed for about a minute, his tongue probing my mouth, our

kisses wet, and very sensual. My cock hardened to the extent I thought my

dick was going to explode. I mean, it felt like my skin was actually going

to split, and my slimy meat stick slither out of my body and onto the floor

like a peeled banana. I hadn't felt anything like it before. It was so

fucking intense, it was itchy, it was tingly, shit it was almost painful.

It was fucking erogenous perfection.

Connor let his robe fall to the floor and I felt his hard dick push into my

groin. Fuck! This was incredible.

Before I knew what was happening, Connor pivoted my body away from his,

gently but firmly pushing the front of my body against the cool wall of the

hotel room. My dick, pointing upwards, slid up against the cold smooth

concrete. My cock twitched violently, a single time. I thought for a

second, I was about to prematurely ejaculate, but I somehow regained

control.

Connor pushed his mouth onto the right side of my neck and lightly bit my

skin, before extending his wet tongue and sliding it upwards to just behind

my ear. I felt Connor's hot breath, before he edged his mouth up and

lightly bit the top of my ear. Moving down an inch Connor then started a

fully concentrated licking and nibbling on my ear lobe.

I panted, it was almost a cough of pleasure. God, this was so fucking

incredible!

As Connor worked on my ear and neck, I felt his hard cock slide up against

my butt crack. It already felt wet, his cock felt slippery. After a few

seconds, Connor pulled back slightly. He moved his head down further and

lightly bit my right shoulder. I whispered an 'Ow!' before Connor proceeded

to move his head between my shoulders, all the time his moist tongue taking

me to levels I'd never imagined I could reach.

I felt Connor further extend his saliva covered tongue onto the top of my

spine. Then I felt him release a pool of spit onto my skin, before I

quivered as Connor slid downwards, the sensation of his wet tongue on my

spine causing me to involuntarily tense and squeal outright with delight.

My anticipation was making me almost hyperventilate, but I did my best to

calm down. I had only one single thought, one single desire. Fuck me

already! Please!

I clinched and silently gasped as Connor's spit-lubed dick slid into my

shitter. It felt like my ass was being stretched to its limits as Connor

pushed all the way in.

Then Connor held still. I breathed out and tried to relax. Connor leaned

his head forward and tenderly kissed the back of my neck. Then he pulled

his body back a few inches and went for it.

He started to fuck my ass firmly, but not too hard. I could tell from

slight tremors emanating from his lower body, and by his not-too-quiet

moans, that he was fucking loving this. And truth be told, my inexperienced

ass didn't feel too much pain. The fact I was giving Connor such physical

pleasure made it feel, I don't know if it's right to say 'good', but I was

so turned on with the underside of my glans sliding up and down the cold

wall that this was actually starting to feel pretty good.

I mean, no way was I a 'bottom', but I felt so turned on it started to feel

like Connor might even make me cum.

Connor continued pumping my ass firmly, but it still felt, considerately.

My cock kept on sliding in time to his thrusts up against the wall, and

pre-cum was now practically streaming from my slit.

I gasped as Connor started pumping even harder, taking it up a level. I

felt sure that he was close.

And true enough, I felt his whole body tense before I felt his cock go

diamond hard in my ass. Connor groaned in ecstasy as his twitching cock

gushed spurt after spurt of cum deep into my asshole. Fuck, I never knew I

could like this so much!

I felt Connor's dick go less rigid and I knew he was fully spent. He then

stopped moving, before leaning back in and tenderly kissing my neck. Then

he slipped his rapidly softening tool out of my asshole.

"Wow, Ron," Connor whispered, "That was intense. Fuck!"

Connor took a few steps back, allowing me to turn round. He pushed me back

against the wall and we French kissed for about twenty seconds. I felt

Connor's slimy dick rub up against my still-aching hardon.

Connor pulled back and smiled.

"Ah. You didn't cum, Ron. Let me fix that!"

Connor quickly knelt down and wrapped his lips around my cock. He slid his

mouth forward, swallowing my tool, then retracted his head slightly, before

pushing forward again.

And bang!

Before I knew what hit me, my cock started twitching uncontrollably and I

suddenly climaxed, feeling dizzy as my dick spasmed, as I shot a

surprisingly huge load of milky cum into his mouth, which Connor swallowed

like a pro.

When my orgasm subsided, Connor stood up slowly.

"Shit, Ron. That was a lot. Good job I'm an absolute cum slut!"

Connor then bent down and picked up his bath robe.

"That was great, Ron. Really. But I'm going to head back to my room. Sorry

to love you and leave you, but, when I'm done, I'm done. Thanks! That was

awesome."

Connor reached for the door handle, opened the door, and walked out, the

door clicking shut behind him.

I felt Connor's cum start seeping out of my ass. I walked into the bathroom

and cleaned up. Then I calmed down for a few minutes and called Louise. We

hadn't spoken all day, and I didn't want her to suspect any 'Business Trip

Sex' or anything like that.

Louise answered after quite a long wait. I almost hung up.

We talked normally. I was able to tell Louise truthfully, that I'd got to

the hotel late, eaten in the hotel, and was now in my room, about to go to

sleep. Obviously, I didn't mention the breathtaking sex with Connor. I

described it as a 'quiet night'.

Early on in the call, I was fairly sure nothing awkward was going to come

up in the conversation. Louise was happy about something, she seemed in a

very good mood. Then she told me why.

She'd managed to arrange something for Saturday night. It was with James

and Sharon, a.k.a Jazz and Shazz. They were coming down from Danbury. I

don't know if I liked the idea or not. But I didn't complain.

After the call ended, about five minutes later, my phone pinged. Picture

message from Louise. Naked, cigarette dangling from her lips, pushing her

massive breasts up with her hands. I tilted the phone up on the nightstand

and masturbated looking at the picture of my voluptuous wife.

Finally, I got up to make sure that the door was shut properly and noticed

that Connor had left a business card on the floor near the door. He'd

written 'Call me' on it. I transferred Connor's contact details to my work

phone, then I ripped the business card into small pieces and put it in the

garbage. Then I got back into bed and quickly fell into a deep and

satisfied asleep.

>>20140897

Notables #105

2/2

>>18928668 Urteil zu Lina Engel >>18951629, >>18957512

>>18951380 Prinz Andrew: Ex-Frau Fergie traf sich heimlich mit Epstein

>>18978845 Q7 ist, so wie es aussieht, verhaftet worden

>>18978907 Das ist die wohl gefährlichste Sekte der Welt

>>19012921 Habeck: Wir beziehen fortlaufend Gas aus Russland und kommen ohne nicht aus

>>19045661 Moskau: WWF ist „unerwünschte“ Organisation - Im Mai hatte die Staatsanwaltschaft bereits die Arbeit von Greenpeace in Russland verboten

>>19050933, >>19053365 Russischer Frontkämpfer erläutert absichtliche Zerstörung von Leopard-Panzern durch Ukrainer

>>19066635 53,2 Mrd. Euro deutsche Klimahilfe versickerte weltweit in „dubiosen ausländischen“ Kanälen

>>19097377 Enormer Machtgriff: Frankreich, Deutschland wollen dieses Jahr das Vetorecht in der EU beenden

>>19099159 Habt ihr bemerkt, dass in letzter Zeit viele Milliardäre sterben?

>>19114647 Ursula sagt Danke!

>>19114951 Minuspreise beim Stromexport für Deutschland

>>19184713 Die Elektroautoära ist schon wieder vorbei

>>19190311 Ungarischer Verteidigungsminister: Stimmungswandel in der NATO in Bezug auf den Konflikt in der Ukraine zu beobachten

>>19267097 Höcke auf AfD-Parteitag: „Diese EU muss sterben“

>>19321501 Frankfurt: Sexuelle Übergriffe in vier Kitas durch Erzieher

>>19328508 CO2-Preis steigt stärker als geplant - Tanken wird teurer

>>19346666 Die bekannte RAin Sylvia Stolz stand erneut vor einem deutschen Gericht und wurde wie so oft der Volksverhetzung bezichtig

>>19352533, >>19355405 Danke, Robert! Westliche Sanktionen halfen Russland, Deutschland zu überholen

>>19410220 Ivermectin reduzierte COVID-Todesfälle in Peru um 74 Prozent

>>19412222 Deutschland hat Bill Gates Milliarden für Programme zur Bevölkerungskontrolle zugeleitet

>>19416438 Pro-Pädophilie-Gruppe treibt die Idee von "Körpererkundungsräumen" in deutschen Kindertagesstätten voran

>>19596663 George Soros übernimmt zwei führende Tageszeitungen in Polen

>>19618728 Regierungsflieger bekommen Raketenabwehrsystem

>>19644620 1000 begutachtete Studien über Impfschäden

>>19656268, >>19656271 Hochrangiger Mitarbeiter der Kennedy-Administration: „Erdöl ist kein fossiler Brennstoff, es ist die zweithäufigste Flüssigkeit auf der Erde!“

>>19701686 Israel und Saudi-Arabien sind die einzigen beiden "Länder", die spontan ins "Leben" gerufen wurden

>>19707680, >>19708082 The Voice of Peace - Der Traum des Abie Nathan

>>19804386 Vertrag zwischen Pfizer und Süd-Afrika veröffentlicht: Bürger wurden Laborraten

>>19819087 Karl Marx war ein Rotschild-Verwandter

>>19985670, >>19985684, >>19985705 Unseriöse Journalisten beim NDR

https://8kun.top/qresearch/res/18551332.html#q19988715

>>20140905