I couldn't wait to get them out on Air Force One.All this, and I still had to deal with the funerals.Roger Wallace, the Pastor at Charles' home church...in Indiana, preached a very lovely funeral service. My mind stayed fixed on his words, and when the Secret Service hoisted the casket of President Charles Thornton onto their shoulders for the trek to the caisson, I blinked away tears. Charles had a very small family, and Diane had only her father. The crowd inside National Cathedral was immense,. I had never cum on a girls face but never had really had a desire to do so.After a few minutes of her sucking furiously on my rock hard cock she realized that it was going to take a while for me to cum. I pulled my dick out of her mouth and explained that I always had great stamina and it took a long time for me to cum. I asked if she minded if I jerk myself for a few minutes and then cum down her throat, she was more than glad to accept that, especially since she had been sucking on at least. Donna had been invited to a prestigious London art gallery to join the opening of an exhibition by an artist she had shown some months before. Her boss had not altogether approved of Donna’s selection of this particular artist, whose work is representative and to some eyes, apparently, a little passé. To my own and Donna’s, it just looked good. Her judgement had proved sound because a substantial amount of the work sold and because her show had led to the one we were going to now. That meant. She was enjoying pleasure at max so was I. She squealed & orgasmed . I kept on ramming. She wanted to stop for a lil. I was in non mood. I was near too. I gripped her tight & loaded deep in her. She tried escaping. Couldn’t escape my grip. I rested on her back, soon she rested on bed flat. I was still on top of her & dick was between her fluffy asscheeks. Kissed her on her neck. Bite her cheeks from behind. She turned & said “love you darling, wish you could stay here forever”. I said “me too”..