" My right was buried deep up her cunt, my mouth was sucking and licking her clit, and then I slipped the tip of one finger in to her arse. Again she ...witched, raising her arse off the pillow and then down again." Yes Ann, yes... do... my... arse... ohh... do... my... arse." Brigid continued to writhe and twitch as I fucked her. Through her loud gasps of pleasure I suddenly heard her cry, " Wha... what the fuck are you doing in here... go... away... get... uhh... uhh." I turned my head enough. I could feel his length pressed against my thigh, so I opened my legs and slid them around his thighs. “Oh hell Dixie ,” he muttered as my pussy cradled his cloth covered cock. He pressed his hips forward and our moans filled the room. Derek leaned up and opened my robe. His movements pushed his hard cock further against me. My teeth caught my lower lip as a whimper escaped my lips. “ Dixie …you are beautiful my angel.” Our eyes met as he lowered his head to a breast and latched onto the. He replied, “I’d laugh, but you’d probably un-invite me, which would make my girlfriend un-invite me. No thanks!”“You have time for a girlfriend? I have to give you more work!” He laughed at that and left. It wasn’t all that funny. The poor schmucks who worked around the White House often had no time for their own lives. Fifteen- or sixteen-hour days were not unheard of. It’s very easy to take advantage of them. Burnout is quite common.Friday afternoon was the rehearsal, which I missed due to a. Suddenly it made sense, I felt his need as it developed inside me and I reached down and pulled my panties to the side, revealing me vagina, that seemed to dive him harder as he half rose and grunted, white liquid shooting from the end of his big man.We were separated by 20 feet or so and as he shot I was touching myself feeling feelings I never knew existed, bur excited me.I was wet and open and somehow I knew this is where he wanted to be, so I lay back on the wooden roundabout and raised my.