It was a fabulous three-decked affair with sixteen candles burning atop it.Everyone was smiling and egging her on to do the honors. She grinned falsel... for she yearned for Carter to come back to her.Franklin Barker watched his daughter and she sliced the sweet cake with a graceful motion and her eyes twinkled in delight.There was no way for him to know that the twinkle was the vestiges of the tears that welled-up inside her from the absence of Carter.Her moment of crowning glory had turned out. I called The Cottage and made sure that Sam understood that this was where I had to be. The press could understand, or go hang themselves for all I cared. Those who mattered were extremely helpful.“You, young lady, are going to lie back and let me fix your hair...” Polly clucked her tongue as she pampered Jennifer. The former first family showed up at our door one morning and appeared equipped to stay with us and help take care of Jennifer. There was no option to decline, respectfully. Polly. Every time Sarah’s fingers would brush over her pussy, her hips would push forward, trying to increase the pressure of the touch. Sarah was driving her crazy and me too in the process. I undid my pants and slid them off my legs. The relief was amazing and it was delightful to have my cock out in the open air again. I went to give it a stroke but Sarah let go of Jess and said in a stern voice. “No touching. You are too close to cumming and I won’t have it wasted like that. You can’t touch until. Finally, I heard an, “Arrrrrrghhhh” from him and a “Give it to me baby. Give it ALL to me!!” And the last guy made his own contribution to the girl’s already overflowing receptacle.He slowly withdrew as she continued to loudly cum. Then he began to dress. He was doing it leisurely, like he was getting ready to go off to work. She was writhing on the bed, finishing herself with her fingers. Both guys left, joshing each other about their performance. It was a truly touching moment.She was lying.