By the evening news, the kidnapping of the President’s daughter was the top story of the hour. They even interrupted the football game between the L...ons and the Bears.People were very upset.My phone rang and everyone gathered round as a video call came through. It was difficult to see who was who in the dimly-lit room where the call originated but Scarlett Muffley was crying and asking someone to just give Reba what she wanted.“Now listen up! I have the President’s daughter in a place you’ll. What’s going on?”“A problem with a report,” she said, showing me.“You know what, check the database and see if the records look right,” I said. “I bet that in at least one place there is a mistake in writing the detail records to the database. We had something like that with the Purina Mills software a few months ago. This smells the same.”She laughed, “OK. By the way, Father Basil is still waiting for you to call so that you can have lunch.”“I’ll call him right now,” I said. “I keep. I widened her legs and kept them on my shoulders. I positioned my dick at her cunt and tried to push it in. She screamed, “Suhail, aaram se dard ho raha hai, kuch lubricant laga lijiye, aapka bohut mota hai, itni jagah nahin hai.” I got up and brought a bottle of moisturizer, applied it on my dick as well as her cunt opening. Then I pushed my dick in her cunt. This time my dick entered a bit, around 3 inches, she help me tightly and screamed, “Suhail, it is so big, bohut dard ho raha hai, halke. I stepped back and peaked around the corner to watch. She was cuming and moaning. I felt my cock getting rock solid again and as I passed, she saw me adjust myself. She blushed, knowing I had seen her, then she called me to come in. I did, feeling a little uncomfortable, but hey, I had been fantasizing about her for years. She had pulled some covers over her nude lower half and said, I am sorry, I thought you would be downstairs with adil (name change). But I said don’t be sorry. It’s your.