I saw his fingers disappear into Yvonne's more than ample backside, obviously starting to probe her anal opening.I continued to stroke John's cock whi...h was now rock hard. He was nibbling on my earlobe and ever so softly whispering into my ear how he was going to fuck me in the ass. Nice and slow, long and deep.I relinquished his cock as he lifted me up on all fours right next to Yvonne who was still having her anal cavity probed by Chris' fingers. John wasted no time in moving behind me, and. She opened them looking into the eyes of a short Jewish man wearing a yamulke. Little Fox could not recall the name of the skull cap so she called them beanies."Madam President?" Yes," she sat up, embarrassed by her wrinkled white satin blouse."Your husband made it through the surgery just fine. Now we have to wait to see if his body accepts the man's heart." That's wonderful, thank you, thank you, thank you," she hugged the man much to his discomfort. A beautiful woman his age embracing him. A. Well that is only a year away, so I thought I had better have what fun I could. I had always quite fancied Ben, he's a weightlifter and could always make me laugh. Time to make him do more, I thought.Chapter 2We have a coffee break at half past ten every morning, and I sought Ben out. He was sat alone reading a newspaper. I sat in the seat opposite him."Hi," I started the conversation. "How's it going?" This was a normal conversation starter between us, nothing he would see as unusual."Not too. ‘I-I-I d-d-don’t think I’ll c-c-c-conquer this one,’ he stutters as he gets up off the couch. The huge tent in the front of his jeans distracts me as I imagine it filling up my fiery pussy. Stop! Stay focused! This is about his stuttering! ‘Yes you can!’ I tell him, forcing myself to look in his eyes. Did I mention his beautiful brown eyes? ‘A week ago you couldn’t even talk to a girl and look what happened.’ ‘B-b-b-but … d-d-damn, Aunt S-S-Sara, they’re so b-b-b-beautiful,’ he says, his eyes.