Again, though, the fantasies that flitted through my head were in error. Most of my fantasies involved me lying on top of her and fucking her until my...dick went soft.Instead, she swallowed my cock like it was made of cotton candy. It didn't melt in her mouth, though. I can say with what I feel is authority, that I know what it feels like to be a piece of beef jerky being eaten by someone with no teeth.She did make it soft, by the way. I barely had time to reflect on what was happening before my. Here, I’ll even open your closet for you.” She got up and opened it. “You found that too, I see”, I said. “Naturally. I must tell you, though, a couple of times Cindy and I had fun trying on some of your dresses and gowns. They were a little big on me, but they did fit Cindy really nice. Now, don’t get mad at this one. I let Cindy wear one of your dresses to a party we went to one time when you were out of town. Everyone wanted to know where she bought such a pretty dress. Of course, we. Jim pushed himself against her big soft breasts as my wife tried to keep him off her. As the song played on the music seemed to relax her, but they both were checking to see my reaction I guess. So I got up and went to the mens room, but actually walked around the corner and spied on them. After a few moments my wife rested her head on Jim's shoulder and he kissed her neck as they danced in each others arms. Just as the song ended I saw Jim's right hand slide down to feel my wife's ass while. "Roger crawled up to the shapely ass in front of him. He grasped his growing erection at its base and gave it a squeeze. He smiled as a sizeable droplet of pre-cum oozed from the slit in his helmet, and guided it to the President's lust-dampened cunt. He pressed it against the President's pussy watching, as well as feeling it squeeze inside."Oh, my God!" Elizabeth moaned, "Are you watching this, Richard?" Yes, dear," he answered, "I think you're in for one hell of a ride."Roger winked down at.