‘It takes two,’ I reminded her, easing my still stiff dick out of her cunt. Her juices had been flooding out of her, trickling down between the c...eeks of her ass to form a little puddle on the table. It was the work of seconds to pull her legs up and hook her heels over my shoulders. Then I repositioned my dick against the puckered ring of her ass and pushed firmly. ‘Dirty bastard,’ she giggled, as she opened for me. ‘You shouldn’t have such a cute ass,’ I growled, now more than halfway in. . “This might not be my place to say it, but after General Shinseki got his hands on this last week, he lost any remaining respect for the President.”I gave the colonel a hard look. “Mister, he might not respect him, but he damn well better obey him.”“Congressman, I think we settled conclusively at Nuremburg that not all orders are created equal.”I grunted noncommittally at that. Then I looked at the man. “What’s your deal? Why are you flushing your career down the toilet? Shelton is going to. Then I know the pic you're taking is really hot!"Mark started to click more pictures. Jen on her knees, fingers pointing invitingly at her pussy. Jen playfully revealing her breasts, pulling up her shirt. Jen lying on her side, seductively, the curves of her body tantalizing Mark so much he found himself wiggling.Seeing how uncomfortable he was, Jen said, "You know, Mark, I know you have a big hard-on. Why don't you unzip your pants so you can be more comfortable?" It felt like a dream. Mark's. He did his job and made me cum. Then he pulled up and asked me to suck him and make him hard so he could fuck me. I took his cock but he never got as hard as I wanted him. Plus he was average size. So I got out of the car and told him that there will be no fucking happening tonight. He protested and begged but I was gone. Back at the party I needed to find a guy who I wanted to go home with. And I did. Ernest. 6’5′, 240, 20 something black guy. Dressed as a slaughter house guy. He had moves..