I tried to relax with all my might as his huge cockhead began to tease my virgin arse. “Just relax, baby,” he said as the annexation of my manhole...got underway. “This will hurt a bit at first.”I wanted him in me. I wanted the pain and pleasure that I knew would follow. “Fuck me, daddy,” I implored.As his excavation became more urgent I broke into a cold sweat. I was sore, but it was awesome. “Yes,” I cried, “Fuck me, daddy, make me your woman.”Grunting, Mac began to vigorously spear into me. I. Nothing lethal yet, but a widespread and dangerous level of anger was being directed at them and a great deal of physical damage was being done. The President of America was now the subject of so much public anger that he was afraid of appearing in public anywhere in America, and especially in DC. That was a MAJOR gut punch to his ego. Most of all, he was mortally afraid of Christians, his traditional support base. He felt, and was, besieged.To make matters worse, it was obvious that the angel. I showered alone when Jack went downstairs to make us something to eat. As I munched on the toast he'd just buttered, the phone rang. For the next hour I listened to my mother chatter on and on about everything going on back home. She thanked me again for being such a good little hostess during their visit and laughed that Maggie still didn't think this Army town was any place for a good Southern girl. Dad got on the phone to ask about school, reminding me he'd just put another $1000 in my. .. getting the dishwasher going," Karen replied, doing a really good job of sounding matter-of-fact, presuming nobody noticed the gasp in the middle.And then she came.She shuddered, shaking the dishes again, and she struggled not to make a sound. And I shot inside her an instant after. I was quiet too, somehow."Oh god!" she whispered. "I was so hot for you. Oh! All those people out there. Wipe me off! Pull your pants up!"I reached for the paper towels and wiped us both off."You've got to go.