“Mister President, your daughters are here and would like to see you.”I glanced at the phone, and then at the others. I shrugged my shoulders and ...it the speaker button. “We’re kind of busy right now.”Molly squawked over the phone. “Daddy! It’s important!”“What?”“Daddy!”I rolled my eyes and muttered, “All right,” and then stood to go to the door. Instead, the guard at the door must have heard that as an assent because the door opened before I could get to it, and Stormy barreled into the room.. "I need some room to work," she explained with a wicked grin spreading across her face. As he was pulling out of the parking lot, she was opening the front of his pants and pulling his cock out. She licked her lips in anticipation and then slid him into her mouth. He groaned out loud as she sucked on him while he continued on down the road."Where are we going?" he asked. "I don't know where you live." Does it matter right now?" she asked in reply before resuming her work on his throbbing. I was screaming, howling, bawling uncontrollably, my brain empty of all thought other than the awful pain. I was going mad, my brain being driven to insanity by this violent and brutal treatment. Finally Peter stopped and loosened the ropes so that my wrecked body slid down awkwardly onto the bed. I lay there, howling pitifully.Peter was undoing my bonds. Hushing me and trying to calm my wretched sobbing. "It's all right," he said soothingly, "you've had enough of that." I began to slowly. I returned Mom and Uncle Dan to my parents' house later that afternoon."That portal is a real work of Magic!" Uncle Dan told me before he left for home. "I never even imagined something like that was really possible." It is rather handy," I admitted, "and will make it a lot easier to visit especially with our daughters."Jeff, the owner of the blacksmithing company, arrived on the 19th of June and did a complete inspection of the gates and fences. He gave me a price for the entire job and said.