Well, he wasn't sworn in as president yet but the American people had elected him and Bill considered him the president. The first thing Bill did was ...all his son but he had just turned the news on too. Rob only watched for a few moments with Bill on the phone before he said, "Dad, I think we need to load up and get to the property. I will be there as quick as I can." Bill agreed with him completely.Rob and Bill each had a list of what they would need if they had to head for the hills in an. Shutting my eyes, I began stroke between my lips again. Tracing the defined hard bump of my clit, thumb grazing it particularly swift making a moan tumble from my lips. My body was restless above the sheets beneath me, shuddering at every merciful touch that I gave myself. My breath momentarily hitched in my throat as I teased my center with the tip of my middle finger. My own lips fell from one another as a rather loud erupted from me. My heart thumped against my rib cage fiercely and I. Just then his Mom walked-in with his ironed shirt and looked up, his erection was straining the stitching in his underpants, and she shook her head.'Just like your fucking father', shaking her head again, 'Here' she said handing it to me, 'Give this to him', and I took the shirt and started walking up the stairs towards him.Mid-way up the phone rang and she walked back into the kitchen, I paused momentarily and looked, 'Auntie pleaseeee' and I looked at him again and continued walking,. "Why?" she asked petulantly."Because I'm mostly naked and I'm going to get a boner if you don't," he laughed."Ooooo, can I see?" she asked, looking at his shorts."And you say you never learned to flirt," he said."I think that's teasing," she said. "Teasing is different, isn't it?" Not the outcome," he said. "If you want me to keep being a good boy, you'd better let me get dressed again." Who says I want you to be a good boy?" she asked, pressing her breast against his chest."Your mother does,".