See you after school.”I was still in bed when Wendy came in with breakfast. I could not remember ever having breakfast in bed before. We had a nice ...hat about the other girls and then she undressed and climbed in with me. I was going to invite her to spend that night with me but she beat me to it…she had to work until two in the morning. So I decided to ask the Oriental schoolteacher Miho to spend the night with me, as if they were all part of my harem. Maybe they were.After Wendy left for work. Lynda fell onto the bed l peeled her knickers down her legs and raised them into the air then buried my head between them spread her creased moist pussy lips with my fingers and licked between them just as if l was licking a soft ice-cream, she held her breath, l kissed her clitoris causing Lyn to let out a muffled cry. I began sucking her clitoris harder while gently running a finger between her bum cheeks she held the back of my head and raised her hips to increase her sensation, l could hear. “Vaguely?” the President answered.“Part 4 paragraph 1 sub-section 10A - if necessary I will exercise that option today,” I said.I was reading the documents and had marked the page in the manual during the flight over. I opened the book and slid it over to the President.The President read and then slid the book to Troy.“If that is what it takes, go for it. But you are right- call the House and Senate leaders and get them here. They have the necessary clearances to see this and have influence in. .. strange. Tyler continued to brush me under my skirt as he gently grabbed the elastic. Gently he pulled a pair of panties (panties?!) off of me. I moaned again, the feeling of soft silk running down my legs arousing me even more. Something was definitely wrong here. But what was it? Why couldn't I remember? His hand went up my skirt again and this time I felt his fingers on my flesh. It felt odd down there... different somehow. His fingers danced over my flesh, pushing and playing with two.