You will pay. Bingleberry.”He turned to his aide and said, “Tell the directors of the NSA, FBI, CIA, and DIA that Dingleberry sent me a threat on ...y phone.”“How did a threat get forwarded to your phone?”“I don’t know! Just get them to my office this afternoon.”“Yes, sir.”“Dingleberry. What the fuck kind of name is that?” the President muttered.“A dingleberry is a piece of shit that’s stuck to a hair around the asshole,” the aide replied.His aide got off the telephone. He looked over at the. Terry let her face go blank and I said I would start the music and seeing as how I was low man I get first dance. Terry said she needed another drink while I was getting the music and stood up in all of her naked glory and went in and got all of us another round. Hers was a straight shot this time. While she was doing her dance for me, she told me she knew that she needed that drink for what was to come. I sat there at she started to slide right up against me and had me hard as a rock. She then. Ian knelt on the other side, his hard wet cock waving in front of her eyes. Ian grabbed her by her hair, he turned her head towards him, grabbed his cock and spoke, one word. Without ceremony he shoved the huge head of his cock roughly into Jackie's mouth. "Suck!" was all he said. Jackie was clearly shocked, the bulbous head filled her mouth. She had done this before earlier but it had proved difficult, but now she was helpless to resist and had no option but to do as she was told. I could hear. “He’s here Gramps, the man with the nice shorts” she explained motioning me to stand up again in front of his chair, “Nice shorts, Oh, that’s good” he said as her reached out again feeling up the side of my legs and up onto my shorts, “Ah Yes” he said as he put his fingers inside the leg to feel the fabric, his fingers touching her tip of my cock, “Good quality” he said as I stepped back and sat down, I glanced across at Daisy and she shrugged her shoulders.“Take him upstairs and show him what.