Maybe some men would be intimidated by the sheer power of Serena Williams, but I would love to grapple with her in bed, and if she wanted to impose he...self by sitting on my face, rubbing her crotch and her ass over me, I wouldn’t complain.Neema wasn’t Serena, though. She was like Serena’s sedentary, slightly overweight older auntie. And now she had come into focus in my life after the departure of my wife, who had had a better offer from a friend of the family and left me to run the import. 30 and she said she was going to get ready and if anyone came early just to show them in and give them a drink, time passed on a then the phone went. "Hello" "Hi it's Annie, I'm your mum's friend and I am supposed to be coming to the party tonight but my car is broken down so, could you tell her I can't make it?" "Sure no problem, and your Annie?" I said "Yes from her work, see the only problem is I was bringing my friends and now they won't be coming either, tell her I'm awfully sorry OK"? . As I did that, she leaned forward, keeping her eyes on my cock, and took her shoes off. She sat back up and just watched me masturbate for a few minutes. I started to wonder if she wanted the full show, if she wanted me to blow my load right there in front of her. But she wrote on her notepad again;Stop!I obeyed, and let go. My cock quivered like a flag pole in the wind. She pushed herself to the edge of her seat and lifted both legs and put them in my lap, and grabbed my cock with her feet.. Secretary of State Dean was in next. We had a two hour discussion on Iran and the election of delegates to modify and approve the proposed constitution. The election had gone well with almost no problems. Most of the problems were from confusion and an attempt to do things the old way.The Army demolition unit was still destroying weapons and explosives collected from the population and former military sites. So far there had been no mishaps. Citizens were still turning in weapons and pointing.