I suck him hard as I withdraw his cock from his mouth and start on my journey to his balls, all the while his hand is busy. He never once penetrates...me, he just runs along my lips, gently squeezing them now and again, up to my bum and reams that, gently pushing in and out, never entering, just simulating intercourse. He then returns to my pussy to find my clit, he misses so often, I am used to slightly moving until I can get him right over it. I lick down his shaft as I hold it out the way. “What information do you have on the funeral services for Ambassador Jones? You have said nothing about that,” she asked.“Funeral services? Ambassador Jones was injured, not deceased. The President and I talked to her immediately after attack and again this morning. In fact, she has sent us some pictures and gave us permission to show them to you,” Troy said.“Put the first picture on the screen,” Troy instructed the video person. As he was talking, the President walked in and to the side.“Now. . "I'm going to drain every last drop out of this hot cock." before wrapping my lips around the bulging head. “Oh fuck yes you are you big nipped bitch!”I slid my mouth down the thick shaft taking half of it into my warm opening while Dan groaned and gently caressed my head. My mouth filled with saliva and I licked up and down his cock coating it in my mouth watering wetness. Some dribbles of spit spilled out of the corners of my mouth and drizzled down my hanging tits. I was so hungry for his. S I continued to stare at the door to the bathroom that Cloe had just gone through, I could still hear my sister laughing at me. Then I heard her sharp intake of breath, oh crap she'd obviously gotten to my deep thoughts of Cloe, I told my sister a little more forceful than I meant to.