Rolling her eyes in disgust, Betsy asked, “Why is he here?”“He’s my economic adviser,” the President answered.“Golly gee, oh great Captain...of the Titanic, would you give me lessons on navigating around an iceberg?” Betsy said sarcastically.Chuck and Shelly snickered. Even the President cracked a small smile.“Run home and play with your dolls, little girl,” the banker replied angrily.Betsy wondered why everyone was calling her a little girl and telling her to play with dolls. She had never. Sitting in the cubicle I wiped as much as I could out of me but as I did I felt a little tingle, I let my fingers roam over my clitoris and I felt a shudder go down my spine. I thought ‘god it was good’ as I had a wee and headed back to the bar. Sitting down the guy who I’d original seen before I went to the coach came over, I thought he was so handsome, we got talking and he said his name was Ted, he was the father of the lad getting married the day after, he wasn’t with the others as he. I'm filled with lust for this man. I pull back and gently wipe the bruise I've left. He looks at it and smiles, and I kiss him hard. I can't help it. I need him to respond. His hands slide over my thighs and he pulls me to him, rubbing his cock on my sex. He needs it. I need him. His hands slide up my back and he unclasps my bra and I toss it away. He lets go of my mouth and buries his face in my breasts, tonguing them, and sucks my left nipple into his mouth, flicking the tip with his tongue.. THE FEELING I HAD WHEN I WANKED HIS LARGE VEINED DICK WERE MIND BLOWING I WANTED SO MUCH TO TAKE HIM IN THE BACK OF MY THROAT AND SUCK THE CUM FROM HIS MONSTER DICK LETTING IT FLOW DOWN THE BACK OF MY THROAT AND KNOWING WHAT A STRUGGLE IT WOULD BE TO GET IT ALL IN MY MOUTH, OR A CHALLENGE? AND WHERE LAST TIME I DID NOT ALLOW HIM TO TOUCH MY PUSSY, EVEN THOUGH IT THROBBED AND CONTRACTED AT THE SIGHT OF HIS DICK, IT WAS ALL TO MUCH TO BARE, I WONDER HOW I WILL FEEL THIS AFTERNOON?JOHNS KNOCK ON.