The President had arisen shortly after her attacker, and after a quick shower, she had gotten dressed and started to work.Steve Stone, who had slept i... the adjoining bedroom, heard her moving about and woke up. He put on a bathrobe, popped his head into her room and wished her good morning. The President looked up and replied, "I wish it was."Steve said, "You seem to be in a terrific mood this morning." Do you think I should be happy? I have the funeral to go to today, plus trying to figure out. Had Jennifer ever done it? Would she be mad at her? June managed to contain her desire to share and helped her older sister with preparing the dinner.Joyce had gone out first thing in the morning and Rick had left soon after. Jennifer sat at the breakfast table with June and puzzled over her sister's behavior. She'd been unusually quiet last night, almost withdrawn, and it bothered the older girl. June had always confided in her when she had a problem, especially since their Mom had split with. He was blessed with the biggest prick that Diana, in all her experience, had ever been lucky enough to encounter – which, truth be known, was the main reason she had wed him instead of one of her numerous other lovers and suitors."Did I wake you, dear?" he said."It's okay, darling," she murmured. He had lowered his leg now, without having stepped into his heavy wool hunting pants. But he was standing facing her now, his legs slightly spread, and she could still see the outline of his prick. Her full puffed up labia enveloped the two fingers she had been using to tease herself and low moan escaped her lips at the sensation. Two fingers became three, then four as she worked her puss into cum soaked ecstasy. She alternated between massaging her huge tits and pounding her pussy with both hands. She was soaking wet and her insides were searing in passion, but she couldn?t hit the spot that would cause the satisfying orgasmic explosion she craved. Then the voice came back:?That?s right.