His second wife was ten years younger than he and she was very much still a looker – still exciting to him. There was a good half hour before he nee...ed to get ready to receive the Mexican President for their state dinner, and he wasn't going to waste a minute on something more Presidential than running his hands over Shelly's wet and wild fun park.He thanked the 'gods that be' for Lyndon Johnson's decision to make the shower big enough for two – or more, actually.So it was sometime later that. She said, “You,” under her breath and then closed the distance between us quickly.I stumbled over the blanket, trying to back away too fast. I no more than hit the floor and Jordan was on top of me, her legs straddling mine. She pressed her lips to mine hard, forcing me to open my mouth. Her tongue plunged into me and wrestled with mine. Her hands pulled at the blanket, trying to get it open.It took a lot of effort not to let her have her way instantly. I didn’t like being trapped on the floor. I was just as insane as the lady, my sister, under me. She came hard her hands slapping my back as her lips babbled incoherent nonsense. All I wanted was to empty my cock in her. When my balls were about to release Liz's hand grabbed them. Not enough to do damage, she wanted me to know I was not going to incriminate my sister again tonight. I pulled out quickly so Liz would let go. "Get on your back" Liz likes to control things sometimes and she was in full character tonight. She slowly. I saw a name plate that identified her as "Doctor Barbara Finella, Ph.d" Barbie," I said, liking my professor's name. "You and me are going to have a little fun."I then turned to Candy and pointed to a chair, indicating that she should sit down. She did, and I moved to the other side of the desk."Barbie," I said. "I think I'd prefer to use your chair. Take the other chair opposite Candy."Silently, the professor stood. You could see hatred in her eyes as she watched me sit down in her chair.I.