The top job on Wall Street. The Office of the President of the United States of America. The leadership of a Fortune 500 Company. It’s a land where ...nything is possible. In Canada, things are different. Canadians claim to be a multicultural nation. That is the biggest lie I have ever seen. Yet hundreds of thousands of immigrants from Latin America, Asia, the Caribbean, Africa and the Middle East move to Canada every year buying into his fallacy. It’s a truly well-crafted lie. If you are not. Her tits were already labeled. The big one was "Papa Bear's" while the little one was "Baby Bear's." Another label and an arrow indicated her pussy was Mama Bear's. Given a chance I'd check out all three."Matt gave me the idea," I answered."I did?" He was amusing himself with my nipples. Definitely a tit man, but he likes 'em small.I pushed his hand away. "Don't distract me. This is serious stuff, and it's partly your fault. I figure they followed you here from Iowa." Did not! I don't even know. I undid my trousers and let them fall to the floor. I stepped forward and guided my cock into her still-wet pussy. I slid it in and out a few times and then positioned the tip of my cock at the entrance to her anus. I pushed ever so lightly and slipped in immediately. I went deep on the first thrust. I didn't move right away, preferring instead to feel the full length of my cock inside her. She moved her butt forward on the chair and pulled her legs up and apart. I began to pump, driving harder. .. oh god...oooh..."William pressed his cock into her slowly. She was tight still but not so tight it had difficulty slipping inside her. His efforts at relaxing her with his rimming, along with the stretching and opening her had helped. He slid in slowly and as he sank deeper into her ass she groaned and moaned happily.As William began to slowly move in and out of her, Ruth reached between her legs to play with her pussy and clit. He sank a bit deeper with each thrust forward until he was.