. a slut!" I panted. I hadn't even known I was going to say anything."You like that?" Oh God Yes!" Do it slut. Play with your cunt!" This was so much ...etter than in my fantasy. "Rub your wet pussy, you horny little tramp! Show me how well you can play with that cunt of yours ... you SLUT!"I had to switch hands and suck the pussy juice off. Kate was getting into this as much as I was, she wriggled in her seat, rubbing her pussy lips against each other. Seeing the effect I was having on her. I was fighting really hard not to cum before her. But her legs wrapped around my hips, her big tits crushed between our chests, her lips which always sought out mine and her pussy which was like a velvety glove around my cock didn't help my course."Fuck me Jason, your cock feels so good inside me," She said."Cum for me Em. Cum for me. I'm going to cum soon," I was panting."Don't you dare cum before me," She warned me.It wasn't more than a minute later she announced her orgasm. "Oh shit, I'm. The more important purpose of this was voyeuristic.Simone's top was tight, as I already mentioned, but it had a scooped neckline. As she would bend over to take a shot (with me saying things like "lean over more, get closer to the cue ball"), I would find myself looking straight down her cleavage. As she looked up at me to determine whether her cue was lined up with my raised finger at the table edge, she could and did unmistakably catch me staring into her exquisite décolletage. I know she was. The familiar face of the President of the United States of America was standing behind the desk. The ancient warrior face but there was that Andy grin that made people WANT to trust him. Behind him was the pumpkin drapes with gold curtains framing the windows. The view from the windows was very convincing. Secret Service agents could be seen crossing the lawn. Convincing until she noticed that the same agents crossed at the exact same intervals and made the same hand movements.The President.