"I guess God wants another ocean" I joked. She chuckled a bit though the drops of rain falling down her face as we jogged to a nearby canopy. "Ummm......eah. It's pretty bad out here. Want to go back to my place until this crap dies down?" I offered. "Yeah, might as well." She said. We jogged back to my place and onto the elevator. I gazed over at her wonderful, seductive eyes, peeking through strands of her wet hair. "I can throw those in the dryer while we're waiting for the rain to settle...". When the former Vice President and his henchmen returned, I planned an unusual welcoming party for them.It was mostly Jack's idea, and it played hell with Steve and his guys, but when he finally saw the upside of having me PERSONALLY confront Cutler and his criminal partners to break up this conspiracy wide open, we were good to go. Still, he was as nervous as a long tailed cat at a rocking chair convention.The Treasury Secretary, Ken Stanton, was on board, but only just, and that was only. Victor whooshed out a sigh and rolled off her chest. Moryha relaxed her hold on her tits and finger stirred the white milky pools on her neck cavity, licking her sticky fingertip. The taste was salty warm, same as the errant spurt she had just licked from her lips. Victor simply stood and departed for his bedroom, letting Moryha make her own way to her rest. Moryha wiped up the sperm with her fingers and licked it all off before heading to her own suite. Next day, Victor and Moryha talked about. "Mmm...do you want me?" He asked quietly. "Yes!" I half begged. "You have such a sexy moan," he whispered in my ear. I felt his hand leave my womanhood and go back to his lovely dick.. He stoked it a few times, and reached into his bedside table, and pulled out a little square pouch. He pulled the condom out if the package, and helped me put it on his hard penis. Once it was on, he worked me slowly back down onto my back, my head rested perfectly on his pillow. He kissed me forcefully, slowly.