If you go to a John Deere dealer to buy a tractor and he throws in a ball cap, that’s swag. You just bought a half million dollar combine and got a ...ree ball cap, and now you think the dealer is your best friend. Guess what? We had White House ball caps, too. It was similar to what I had for the constituents back in Congress, only I had more stuff and a bigger budget.Some of that wouldn’t work on the leadership, but it still paid to be polite and break bread. Most of them knew the lunch was. The cups were pure lace. I put it on while they watched. Rather than cover my body, it seemed to highlight it. My nipples were easily visible through the material and the hemline was only two inches below my crotch at the most. But those two inches consisted of a fine, almost invisible lace. In good light my vulva was plainly visible.I slipped it on, at their urging. I had every reason to believe they would find it unacceptable, because, of course, it was unacceptable. It was not meant to be. I promise. You can ask me anything you need to know,” she said.“Do you want to go to sleep now?”“Oh, Pam! Not now. I want to kiss you and make love with you. Please say you will?” I asked.“Of course,” she replied.She tipped her head back and I kissed her. It was a long lingering kiss.In our hunger for her to be as naked as I was, we both struggled to remove her negligee. Finally, it was gone. I moved my hand to her right breast and softly cupped it in my hand. We continued kissing. Her hand. I felt the pulsating walls of her pussy. She was now vigorously moving to and fro fucking me hard. To make her achieving intended orgasm, I started kneading and pressing her boobs as well squeezed her both the nipps. Few such squeezes of her nipps were enough to drive her crazy as she started having orgasm. Her words, “Oh yes, oh yes, ooooooooooo …..” Were music to my ears.I deliberately, avoided giving her hard thrusts as I wanted to save my juice for Nila. I turned towards Nila. She was.