She no longer cared if the person pleasuring her was male or female. Having so many hands on her just heightened her sensitivity and made her feel eve...ything more intensely. She was enjoying the new experiences. She became fully aware of the cocks in her ass and pussy. She felt each one grow bigger. With Jeff, she knew that meant he was about to cum. She wanted to complete her transformation to total slut. She turned her head to the side, dislodging the cock in her mouth momentarily. “Cum on. Denny and Tom were already there. I invited them into my office and closed the door. “How we doing?” I asked.“What’s it like up there, Mister President?” asked Tom Daschle, the Senate Majority Leader.“I don’t know what Harry and John told you guys, but words just can’t describe it. Bernie Kerik said that now he’s seen Hell. There’s nothing left but rubble and dust,” I told him.Tom looked over at Denny Hastert, the Speaker of the House and a Republican, and Denny nodded back at him. Tom took a. The kitchen was rustic, with both a wood stove and an LP gas stove. LP gas suppliers were a sponsor, so this was a theme. One pantry had been converted to a walk-in refrigerator and freezer. The refrigeration ran on LP gas. The central heat was LP, as were the on-demand water heaters. Most of the fireplaces had LP space heaters. There were even working gas sconces for lighting.In the next room, David (he was easy to call by name) had done a fresco mural on one wall. The eight remaining. As I lifted her up, she reached between us to guide my erection between her thighs and to her wet and ready opening. As I thrust urgently up into her, her hips writhed against me to meet my thrusts. We were kissing, openmouthed, panting, and close to climax several minutes later when there was a sudden knock on the door and we both froze.“Is that you Phillip?” she asked in a low voice. There was a murmur of affirmation from outside the door. “Nearly there!” she told him, “I won’t be.