” He assured her with a smile. “You’ve had a long day!”“Thanks for the thought….but bullshit to that!” She laughed as she skipped ...ff to the bathroom. “I want my hot husband to read me a bed-time story!!!”Dean laughed at his wife’s exuberance and went to pour her drink. She was good to her word and returned in a few minutes, the delights of her firm body barely concealed by the short silk house coat loosely tied around her waist. She reached up to kiss him longingly, before. This went on for forty minutes. When she was all cried out, she felt sad but so much better. She looked in the mirror and saw that she was a mess. She washed her face and prepared to put new makeup on."I received your message, Admiral," she greeted the retiring Head of the Joint Chiefs of staff. "Anything serious?" You can call it that, Madam President," he sat down across from her when she signaled with her hand to take that seat."How serious?" If the stupid Russians do what we may think they. But, she kept sucking, or trying to, my cock. When she bit it a little to hard I would pull out and slap Pams lovely face. Watching this I was about to cum, so I stopped them and ordered Jaimie now on her knees next to her mommy.I then grabbed their leaches and got behind them, driving them with the riding crop and leather belt like you drive a team of mules or horses. I would swat them and drove them into my bedroom, watching their contrasting mother daughter asses. Once in my bedroom I. The next morning, before the sun rose, Paul was already knocking on Marcus' door. After the third knock Marcus opened it and showed him in."We have a lot to talk about Elder." Paul said, allowing the other man title he held in the pack. Marcus recognized it as a reluctant show of respect, and he could hardly blame Paul for his reaction given the circumstances. They sat down at the dining table again like before, but it was clear now that their relationship had changed, perhaps permanently if.