Was this really happening? Was I really dressed as a slut, on my hands andknees, getting ****d? His dick was impossibly thick; it felt like he wasdriv...ng a baseball bat up my ass. The pain was such that I couldn'tbreathe. I laid there, the wind knocked out of me."Fuck, that's tight." He insistently pushed more of himself inside me. Tominimize the pain I had to adjust my back, sticking my ass up in theair. "Yeah, bitch, take it." After some consistent pressure, I could feelhis pelvis meet my. Are you finished, or do you wish to scream for a while longer? the old man asked. No one will come until we allow it, he said.The President stared at him, disbelieving. His eyes shifted wildly about, seeing everything but understanding nothing. Nothing he saw could be real. It cannot be real! his rational mind protested. He tried again to leap up out of his chair, to flee headlong for the door, any door, to shout for help. Again, he could not move. His legs, his arms, nothing would move.I. .."--- "Do you have anything specific in mind?" --- said Lilly smiling.But Amy could not manage to say anything. Lilly looked at her, and thought for a second.--- "I think our friendship is stopping you from expressing what you'd want." --- she said --- "Let me assure you, there is nothing more important for me than our friendship. And nothing you'll say or order me to do, will change that. Nothing."--- "But ..." --- said Amy --- "I don't want to make you anything you don't want to do."---. She caught it on her finger and waved it under my nose. "And all that cum is still inside me. I made each one cum in a cum-filled pussy because my husband filled me up before I went to work today. These plastic panties kept it all in."I was shocked and still so damned excited. She looked down at my cock and smiled a grin that said pure slut. “How many guys,” I asked?"I fucked 6 and blew them also. But no one would eat my cunt.” She changed the subject before I could react. “Becky told me about.