The first secret passenger was code named "Bombshell". Sally's codename is "Cialis".For the next three days, the Fixer will be making sure Sally is we...l fed and has plenty of entertainment media and plenty of privacy whenever I'm not present. She won't need to spend another minute in the closet until the sweep team comes through when we get back to DC, because he will be on duty the whole time, protecting the office from us fragile men. These guys are the unsung heroes of every presidency. I. Redhead Mary was first to touch my yoni. She moved her hand between my legs up to my anus. Touching her own bush, she shuddered. She looked into my eyes with a questioning gaze. Blondie Susan pushed Mary out the way to feel my pussy. Raven head Helen shyly came closer to hesitantly touch my smooth genitals. She didn’t stop. Helen continued caressing my pussy, before slipping a finger between my wet lips. By this time my wobbly legs wouldn’t hold me upright. I was panting and for support I put. Quiet and empty! Gus is out of his clothes, I have pantys off and dress pulled up. Ready! Ass on the dresser, one leg on the ground and the right leg over Gus's forearm. Finally !!! Entry.Thick head buried.Not wet (no time).He will bash through.Click and the door opens. My cousin Christine is standing there to my right and just says "OMG, that is a huge cock". "Chrissy, can you leave us alone?" Sorry" she says and when she turns away to leave she says "Do you share him?" Stupid me says. It just seemed too freakish to him, too inherently unnatural. He finished shaving quickly, splashing water over his face afterward to soothe his slightly stinging skin. When there were so few men in the world, it was hard to know what was normal for one to be like. For the most part he did what felt good, what worked. Most anything he wanted that a woman could give, he had. He was a rare and precious thing, and they vied to claim him, competing in displays that sometimes seemed ridiculous.