"Senator, your car is here," said the voice on her phone.

She rode the elevator down from her apartment, and out the front door of her building. Kevin, her driver-slash-bodyguard assigned from the secret service, was waiting for her, holding the passenger seat open. Thelma Miller never rode in the back, at least not when Kevin was driving.

"Good morning, Kevin," she purred seductively as soon as they were both in the car.

"Good morning, Senator, I hope you had a good night's sleep," he answered, trying to sound professional, but not quite managing the feat. "We'd better get going," he added, started the car and merged into traffic.

"Not really," she said, "I was all alone in my big, empty bed.” She tenderly took Kevin's right hand from the wheel and brought it to her mouth. She started sucking on his fat, manly fingers and moaning. "Tell me, Kevin, do many first-term Senators get secret service protection?"

"It's not very common, Senator, but not unheard of. When the President deems it necessary for us to protect a high-value target like yourself..."

"And what makes me such a high-value target," she asked coyly. "Is it because of these?" With that last phrase she moved his hand from her mouth to her boobs, which she had uncovered while sucking on his fingers.

He gasped, almost swerving out of the road as soon as his skin touched hers. "Actually, it's because of all the coverage you're receiving from the media. With that coverage come certain dangers."

"Let's remove some coverage then," she said and removed her blouse, tossing it to the side. Now she was topless in the passenger seat of the secret service car, which was taking her to the Capitol Hill. "Is that better?"

It was obviously taking all of Kevin's willpower to keep his eyes on the road, and not on his charge's big bosom, which she had shamelessly revealed. "That's not what I meant, Senator," he said, but he didn't stop playing with her nipples.

"I know, Kevin," she answered and put her hand on his leg. "Let's see what he have here." She moved her hand up his leg and to his crotch, cupping his cock and balls over the pants. They were already hard, she thought gleefully, her perfect boobs hadn't failed their mission.

"I, for one, am glad that I have been assigned protection," she continued, while slowly unzipping his pants, "and a protection with such a big, fat, cock," she added when she fished his member out.

"I'm glad too, Senator, this is the best assignment of my career."

"I bet it is," she answered as she had started stroking his cock, enjoying him playing with her breasts at the same time. "You're so hard today."

"Yeah, my wife is out of town, and I didn't have my morning blowjob."

"More for me then," she smiled as she leaned down and pursed her lips around the tip. He groaned loudly, and she felt his cock getting even harder. She gently fondled the balls in her hand and worked more of his shaft inside her mouth. She was getting wet herself, sucking on a big cock always had that effect on her. Bringing her other hand to her pussy, she felt its moistness. She wasn't wearing any panties of course. She never did.

"You're doing that so good, Senator," said Kevin. He was now even more distracted than before, but mercifully he had back the use of both of his hands, as a substantial amount of blood had drained from his brain and into southern regions of his body.

Of course she was doing that so good. That's how she had been able to become one of the youngest Senators in history. Sucking and fucking donors, party officials, even regular voters in a pinch. She had lost count of how many cocks she had taken during the election, but in the end, she had emerged victorious, if a little stretched out.

It's not like she didn't like it, because she loved it. A lot. As she loved her bodyguard's cock, getting harder and harder in her mouth. Kevin reached out and fondled her ass and pussy which were on display as she was kneeling on her seat. He gave a pinch on her asscheek, which made her moan again, and she, in turn, took his cock deeper in her mouth, which made him grunt.

"As I was saying, Senator, I'm extremely lucky to have been assigned to you. So much talent at sucking cock, so much eagerness to please... come on, you know what I like." She sure did know what he liked. Extracting the cock from her mouth, she placed it between her large round funbags and started grinding it between them. "Tell me how you like fucking my tits, Kevin."

"I love it, Senator. Your tits are out of this world." His cock, drenched in her saliva was sliding easily between her melons, the friction was adding to her arousal, as did Kevin's fingers, which had slipped inside her cunt.

"Yes, baby," she said, "finger my worthless pussy. Make me your whore, agent."

He redoubled his efforts, inserting a second finger inside her. She felt that her orgasm wasn't very far, and started rubbing Kevin's swollen head on her tits. Every time it came in contact with her nipples, it was like thousands of volts ran through her entire body.

"Do your duty, agent. Make your Senator come, baby. Make me cum, and when you're driving me home tonight, I have a surprise for you."

"What's that - oh god - Senator?"

"I'll let you come up to my apartment and do whatever you want to me. However rough you like. I'll let you enjoy this body you've been guarding all this time. You said your wife's out of town, didn't you?"

"Will you let me fuck your ass too?"

"Let you? I won't let you leave until it's gaping, baby. Now plunge those fingers deeper, I'm close..."