I added another finger into her pussy and then a third soon followed with a fourth, I cupped them as I slid them deep inside her going all the way to ...he knuckles. Her pussy only got wetter; I was always amazed how wet it got. I have been with a handful of women but hers got lubricated the most by far and I would often admire how wet it was out loud. Not only did her juices flow heavily but her pussy tasted so good, a combination of sweetness with a slight saltiness of the flesh. I could feel. " Jennifer Boyle, the wife of the president, made her way through the clapping throng on her way to the rear exit of the grand ball room in the Century Towers Hotel. A limo with a phalanx of Secret Service agents were waiting to escort her back to the White House, while she and her body agent, Jimmy Knox and his assistant Bill Dooley all climbed onto the service elevator for the twenty floor ride down to the basement! Two agents waited impatiently by the elevator doors waiting for car. For a cook out and if he could make it would it be OK if she saw if he was interested in some nice, tight, slutty white cunt!!! Well I almost got a hard on just thinking about it. I'd told her about Raymond before and how he was "gifted" .... I mean even soft he was as big or bigger than I am and I knew what a turn on it would be for me to see her/them trying to fit all that BBC inside her pussy. Raymond & I played raquet ball and as usual he kicked my ass but I didn't really mind because my. "I'm off to meet with a bloke from CSIRO Wembley. I should be back well before three." 'Kay."I went out to the LandRover, realizing I should have brought a book. I looked in the rear and there was still a box there. I walked around, opened the rear door and lifted the flaps on the box. Right on top was Darwin's 'Beagle' Journal. Ah! Exploration of Australia. Cook's Journal, Flinder's Voyage, Banks' Journal, Vancouver's Voyage. Treasures. There was a smaller book, too. Mudie on John McDouall.