By this time my mouth was kissing and almost licking right up to her very high hemline, and in fact pushing that hemline even higher. I was in heaven!...Those thighs had been the source of many hours of fantasy. I loved the way she showed them off, and I could have stared forever at the glorious beauty. To kiss them had seemed an incredible dream. And now..."Honey," Mom said softly, taking my face in both hands and lifting it up, "tomorrow is your birthday, the big day. I think we'd better stop. Charles ushered us out, and four Secret Service officers met me at the Oval Office door, saying, "This way, Mr. Vice President," which shook me up. That was the first time I heard it and that made the whole thing, suddenly real.Charles was right behind me when it happened, and clapped me on the shoulder, saying, "I know just what you felt. The first time I heard the Service say, 'Good Morning, Mr. President, ' was the same for me, except that I nearly choked. Even though it is not Mr. Vice. But after all this was a massage I mused.Fortunately this was going to be her “cock day” and she wanted more, a lot more, so I was told to lie on my back with my flag pole flying high out in front.I was relieved and she simply smiled. I still did not know what she had in mind. So far it was amazing.She oiled her hands and moved down to my feet. Gently massaged them. But this was a ploy to keep me guessing. She moved each leg apart and just looked down on my manhood smiling all the time. Next. “Today, that amount converts to approximately one million dollars in Canadian money,” David mentioned. “Congratulations, as a family, you now have a bank account of approximately three million dollars!”The group had to control their enthusiasm to scream out, “Mr. President, your offer is far too gracious!” Jenny said.“Thank you President Grunshi, your gift is very much appreciated by us and will be put to good use!” Sula replied, not ashamed to take the reward.“I understand you have chosen.