" He groaned heavily.I didn't exactly understand what he wanted and stopped sucking his cock. He reached for my legs and helped me settle my lower bod... over his face. Now my face was directly over his cock, and my dripping cunt was above his face. I resumed my work and gobbled up his cock-head between my greedy lips.Father-in-law caressed my full ass with his fingers, and then explored my pussy. He grabbed my ass and pulled my hips down. He kissed my inner thighs gently, licking my cunt juices. We were back at the White House; it was not that long of a drive if the traffic was not bad. A Secret Service agent carried the box and placed it in my office.In Section Twelve - with the exception Troy and the President - the powers were all still there. In fact, we had gained some. The Army and Air Force Chief of Staff were there and in a heated discussion on how to handle their high level traitors and the aftermath.It would be a media bloodbath, let alone what Congress would do to the. For the most part, it was a normal hotel room. The only oddity was an overstuffed recliner off to one side with a marble slab connected to the arm. Jim looked around and noticed the old man was still at the door.“Interesting chair you have there.” he noted aloud.The old man just gave him a grin. “That’s a special chair. Very relaxing. When you feel it, have a seat and put the board down. But only when you feel it.”Feel it? Feel what Jim thought to himself.Jim shrugged off the comment and found. Just talk to him.”Max shook his head. “You know I’m like a giant dork. Right?”“Max, I promise you that you are the coolest person Tucker has ever met,” said Emily. “You know about the Internet. You know how to swear. You’ve been to R-Rated movies.”“I’ve played strip poker with Emily King,” said Max. “That should impress him.”“Don’t impress him too much.” Emily sighed. “I think he’s got a little crush on me.”“You think?” Max laughed. “You’re probably the prettiest person he’s seen by two orders.