Nolan asked me to do."Oh, Lindsay hold up on second." What?" She replied with a glare."So... I started seeing a therapist and…" I started saying bef...re Lindsay interrupted me."Wait! You're seeing a shrink?" ... Yes, to help me through a couple of things." Is everything okay?" she responded sympathetically.Lindsey actually seemed genuinely concerned. I can't remember the last time I've seen this type of sincerity from her."Yes, everything's fine. I've just been so busy lately. It's nice to have. “Please have the Vice President choppered over here, as soon as humanly possible. Make arrangements with the Service while I call him.”She got busy and I pressed number three on my speed dial. One was Jennifer. Two was Stacy and three rang the Vice President. As expected, he answered on the first ring. We never called each other during business hours unless it was truly important. He knew if he looked down and saw it was me, that we NEEDED to talk.“Yes, Mr. President. How may I help you?”“Good. Once we had finished the main meal, I said “now girls I’ve done a trifle for dessert, which took me ages, so I want you eating it all up” with that, I went back to the kitchen to get the trifle. I put the trifle in separate dishes and then got the cream from the fridge, which I hadn’t put on the trifle previously for a reason! I put the cream on the trifles, all bar one, the special one for my daughter’s friend. You have guessed it, I intended to cum in her cream and then sit and watch her. Then rocking his hips slowly, Dwight started to fuck my mouth deep and long. I was so turned on that I thought I'd pass out. This black god using my mouth the way I'd used my wife’s pussy countless times. He was fucking my face slow at first, but every fourth or fifth stroke letting the pace quicken a little. The only discomfort I felt was in my jaws and lips stretching around the thickness of his cock, but I barely noticed as he just kept fucking and fucking and fucking. My fingers clamped.