President. You’re being cuckolded. My cock is going to fuck your wife so hard. In fact, beg me to fuck her.”“Yes yes, fuck my wife with that big...lady-dick. Second best cock in America.”“Better than yours, right, Mr. President?” I asked in amusement as his wife and daughter scrambled into position before me.“That’s right,” he said. “Your cock is way better than mine. You’re going to fuck my wife with it. She’s got a killer pussy. You’re going to love it. Your lady-dick will just explode in her. ” David said as he lunged off the bed and grabbed me. Dragging me down to the livingroom, he threw me onto the sofa and slapped me. “You are never leaving this house again. How dare you disrespect me like that? I knewthose men.” he said standing over me. “I’m sorry daddy. I won’t do it again.” I said playing the part. “You’re nothing but a whore. Do you sleep with all of them too?” he asked. “No, it’s just dancing.” I said in a whisper. “You lying bitch. You can not. Main ruka wo utar ke andar jane lagi, main bahar khada raha, to wo muje bhi andar le gayi. wo ek bahut hi bada show room tha. usne pehle se apne kuchh dresses waha design karwa rakhe the jo use collect karne the. jate hi usne wo dresses collect kar liye. aur muje dikhane lagi. fir boli, ruko main pehan ke dikhati hu. aur wo change room main chali gayi aur muje bol ke gayi ki tum change room ke bahar hi khade rehna. main waha khada ho gaya. thodi der bad wo bahar ayi, sirf ek silk short aur top. ”“Great, thanks, that really makes me feel like I belong. I’ll work really hard on our ice-cream graphic,” she smiled.“That’s okay. Don’t feel you have to work though.”“Oh that’s alright, we’re quite into it now aren’t we Saffs?”“That last one you’ve done is a killer. When do you have to have them done Dad?”“The meeting’s on Friday, but I have to email my main contact with them on Wednesday.”“Oh okay. We can have them done easily by then. We can try them out on Lizzie this.