Anne’s left hand slid inside his shirt, having undone two of his buttons. Stan moaned as her fingers played with the hair there. All the while Anne ...as playing at his crotch. She slid down the zipper of his trousers and pushed her right hand inside, feeling for his dick. ‘Anne, if you don’t stop…’ Her only answer was to slide to her knees. She undid the belt and clip at the top of his trousers, slid his briefs down a little and took his dick in her hand. Stan gasped at the touch, and then. They were beautiful! Nice, big and firm. They sit like they are in a bra but free as can be. All jiggle no droop. I told her, “It doesn’t matter much what you have planned for today just know I’m going to fuck those tits of yours. You don’t mind do you?” She said “I plan on you fucking a few things… if you can keep up!” I reached out and played with one tit while I grab a handful of hair and pull her mouth to mine. Her hands were hard at work on my belt buckle as my cock strained to get free.. How I would love to kneel in front of her and touch those silk-clad knees and gently open them, parting her legs, opening them, spreading them wide -- and stick my head up her skirt and just BREATHE. That would be enough! Just to smell it, breathing it down deep into my lungs, my BALLS... The terrible shame of it is that as I know now, I was getting plenty of chances to do that and a great deal more but I was too young and inexperienced to know. Ah, the waste, the waste! Then came the. In November 1800, John Adams became the first President to occupy the White House. He and his successor, President Thomas Jefferson, used Hoban's oval rooms in the same ceremonial manner that Washington had used the Bow Window, standing before the three windows at the south end to receive guests.During the 19th century, a number of presidents used the White House's second-floor Yellow Oval Room as a private office or library. The West Wing (Executive Office Building) was the idea of President.