"Okay, bring him here. I don't want him talking to any of the media before we've had a chance to meet. I want the full dossier on him before I see him... I want to know everything there is to know, from whether he wears boxers or jockeys to the colour of his politics," the President said.The President's orders were quickly relayed to JFK and the Senior Agent in Charge (SAC) from the local FBI office approached Jamie and his security force."Your Grace, my name is Fredrickson, I'm with the FBI. I. .thanks, Byron, I needed that. I know, I know, I shouldn't laugh. And look I got my dress all dirty...oh p*o! But you have to admit, the idea of you stud fucking anyone is pretty funny. I mean, considering you let a sissy stud fuck you down in the basement. And right after Master Darren told you if he caught you again he'd add you to the Harem. I'm sorry, I know it's none of my business, but hee hee the basement has really good acoustics...Hee hee oh golly, I'm about to go off again...but...hee. It was difficult for Linda to get Scott out of her mind, especially since their last time together. Closing her eyes, she could envision him lying next to her. She missed him. She made herself a Lemon Drop & raised her glass to toast aloud,“Here’s to you, Scott, whatever you might be doing tonight.” Once she finished her drink, she got comfortable and changed into her robe. She sat back in the couch & snuggled under a blanket. She had fallen asleep. There was a knock at her door. She woke up. “Ahhhh fuck I’m cuming. Fuck..... fuck me.ARGHHHHH!!” She screamed. Her pussy lips clamped down on my cock and she went weak at the knees. She was trying to hold on to something to steady herself but there wasn’t. So I grabbed round her waist and under her arm and lightly round her neck so she couldn’t pull away and I kept my cock in her as she orgasmed. It was an intense orgasm and seemed to last longer than usual as she was loosing her footing with her high heeled boots on the wooden floor,.