He whimpered. Speak only when spoken to, boy! shouted the President and he started smacking James all over his thighs, and with every spank his erecti...n grew stronger. Yes, Mister President! cried James. Oh, yes! Yes Mister President! He was surprisingly loving what was happening to him, getting dominated by this attractive, powerful man. Victor stopped, and James suddenly missed the feeling of getting his inner thighs spanked. Victor grabbed James face to meet his blazing eyes. You like that,. Tasha’s temporary bathroom became the bathroom for several men. I had also left one toilet stall in the laundry room. It wasn’t going to be a luxury apartment, but it was better than a tent in Afghanistan, I told myself.On my inspection of the second floor, I found that Tasha’s design called for an exposed heating and air conditioning duct. It was one large duct which ran down the center of the large room. All the wiring was run though exposed steel conduit. The water pipes ran at the edge of. I was pumping her hard and fast and she was uttering all kind of sounds. after some time I exploded inside her again and she still kept on moving her ass grinding it on my cock and after a minute or so she also exploded and held me very tightly from my ass and then we both laid there for some time.After few minutes she got up and said ki tu to apne chacha se bhi jyaada dumdaar chodta hai re and my cock is thicker than his and I was surprised to hear her saying all this. She just smiled at me. We'd never been there before. We passed dozens of other guests, some of whom I knew, but most were unfamiliar. Along the way, we all had a few more drinks. I had to admit, the place was furnished with great taste, including original paintings and sculptures s**ttered about. "What's down that hallway?" Kathy asked, as we peered down a dark corridor, lit only by dim red overhead recessed lighting. "I was hoping you'd ask," said Vince. "This is my favorite part of the house."A faint rhythmic beat,.