As expected, he answered on the first ring. We never called each other during business hours unless it was truly important. He knew if he looked down ...nd saw it was me, that we NEEDED to talk.“Yes, Mr. President. How may I help you?”“Good afternoon, Mr. President, right back at you. Stacy is talking to your detail leaders. I need you over at The Cottage right now. You will like what is about to go down but I need you to help me pull it off. Please get your people moving and reschedule. I want you to know who dickin` you this good so I open you eyes and have you look at me. You look with a look of uncertainty, and your mouth trembles; as it fills with a slight taste of fear! You want to tell me how good the dick feels... but this aint your time to talk



 so shut the fuck up till I make u moan louder & you better not cum yet...



I want you to hold it in & when u feel u can't hold it any more…… KEEP FUCKIN HOLDIN IT!



 When u cum I want u to push hard, real hard.. The mere fact that each represented a person wiped out of recorded history and thus not in possession of more legitimate identification would be a matter of first impression to any reviewing court, in the unlikely event that this ever came to the attention of the authorities.It did take him the rest of the day to purchase and set up the equipment, and after each of the three subjects had posed for her picture, I had managed to get seats booked on a flight the next day. Courtney wasn't much. Anyway as young kids we were curious like all children and decided to experiment, it wasn't much. it was more of a game than anything. anyway this game consisted off us going off into his bathroom and stripping off all are clothes and taking it in turns to feel each others small cocks, put them in our mouths and some times play with and lick one anothers assholes.nothing really came of our games, it was just stupid little kids being curious. anyway our story doesnt pick up until a while.