Robinson that’s good,” Greg groaned as she continued vigorously stroked his dick through the material of his baggy shorts. “Doreen darling, cal... me Doreen,” she moaned in a husky voice that sounded as if it had been soaked in alcohol and tobacco for years. Greg giggled as he adjusted his position, “It seems sexier if I keep calling you Mrs. Robinson if that’s ok.” “Whatever darling,” she giggled as her hand now wandered up the leg of his shorts, “Ooh! What have we here?” Not letting. Did you join with someone before our date?”“Yes, and I apologize for not doing my housekeeping. Do you want to know more?” I nodded. “It was my mentor who I meet with regularly, often in the afternoons.”“So his sperm were wiggling around inside you when we joined later?”She grinned, “Since sperm can live more than 24 hours, you have often put yours inside me when others were waiting to greet them. Don’t forget, that also applies to the other men that I join with when yours are already there.”. Maine aik mint choosa he tha maa ka nipple ka maa ne jaldi se side change kar li or slow awaaz main boli main tumare maa hon .Or ab ki baar maa ki back mare taraf ho gae or mera lund maa ki thighs se ragarta hua maa ki hips ki creck line main fit ho chuka tha or edhar maine apna aik lift bazoo maa ka left bazoo per rahk diya or mu ko maa ke gardaan per rahk liya tha . Or bola maa tu he sab kuch mare hai kon hai mera mujhay bohat zeyda bay sakooni hai . Magar maa kuch nahi boli or kafie dayr ho. .”, came stumbling from Ari. Josh just was silent and stunned.“I’m the Acting President. I wasn’t sworn in. President Bush might be found,” I told them. “Who was with him?”“Huh?”“Ari! Josh! Come on, snap to! I need some help here!” I had to get them back to reality.They both focused in on that. “Uh, yes sir,” said Josh.“Who was with President Bush?” I asked again, as gently as possible.“Andy and Karl,” he replied.“Scotty, too, and Blake,” added Ari.I nodded. I knew all four men. Andrew Card was.