My name is Jack Hoover, and my life sucked. Royally! I had just come home from work at my demeaning job. I had finally had enough of the pompous asses...at that country club. I had worked there as a gardener for the last five years. I had quit college after getting married so I could support my wife, Alice, as she finished her degree. She was further along than I was so we figured it would be easier for her to finish then support us when I went back.She had graduated over a year ago. I had not. She being a seasoned pro taught me the art of the seductive blowjob. Welaughed a lot as she walked out of her bedroom with an eight-inch strap onaround her waist. "Use your hand to pump up and down the shaft, then kissthe head ever so softly." It was a new feeling to me; never once did Iever think I would be sucking on a penis. However, I knew if I was goingto make this happen I had better get used to it. "Now take at least 3inches in your mouth and suck like you are sucking on a straw, use. He had used the Contract with America to take back both houses of Congress. If we got the legislation to pass, so much the better. We had a big meeting with the Gang of Eight and the Republican leadership of both the House and the Senate in February and got our marching orders. Newt and Bob Dole were working on driving a stake through Clinton’s heart for the next election. Generalship on the various bills he was leaving up to DeLay and those of us with our names on the bills.The biggest change. "Figure that out by yourself?" I snorted. "Come here. Cutie, get the lube. It's my turn now."I rolled onto my stomach as Cutie and Juicy began reeming me with lube covered fingers. They coaxed my knees up and I felt Cutie's head slip under me.Then Juicy's cock slowly pushed into me and I groaned. Cutie's mouth slipped around my dick and I figured I'd do well to last five minutes."Oh God, Boss!" Juicy moaned in my ear. "Your arse feels so good! I'm gonna shot a wad already!" I could feel the.