We all sat down around an old desk that took up much of the interior of the van. ‘Has my Da got around to tellin’ you what he wanted to see you ab...ut?’ Maureen asked. We both shook our heads, I was certainly still a bit puzzled about the reason for the visit. ‘Oh Da!’ she said, ‘I told you to tell ’em when you ‘phoned…we don’t want to go wastin’ their time now, do we?’ ‘I been talkin’ to Jack Forester your nurseryman, we’re old mates see…’ Basil started, he seemed reluctant to get to the. I backed-off from his wife’s clit for a moment to relax, and brace for the man’s thick cock to enter me.He pushed it in deep on the first thrust, and pre-cum started leaking from my own dick. I clamped my arms around the wife’s thighs, and worked her clit feverishly while I felt the husband’s balls slap against my butt. She was panting rapidly now, and then clenched her thighs and came in my face.A moment later, the husband gripped my hips tightly, and I felt him come deep inside me.We remained. ..”, she grinned at me, “Now we’ve both tasted each other!”. I grabbed at her, and we cuddled for a while, her surprisingly long and hard nipples scratching against the hair on my chest, and our legs entwined. I must have almost dozed, until I felt a slim hand lift my now hardening cock and a pair of warm lips surround my cock head. What was going on? There was Sara still snuggled against me, and looking down what did I see but Maria! I started to move, but Sara put her hand on my chest and. It was an unusual agreement among rivals. They staked out Morton, the gym and the house.The media had filed several court challenges that my White House was denying reasonable and proper access to the media. There were insufficient news conferences along with insufficient access to the President. The public has a right to know - they argued in court that the freedom of the press trumps all other rights and secrecy needs of the government.I was left to move around from the gym to the house by.