Look at you. You're the King of the World right now, dude. Beneath him, he felt his mother begin to stir. It was true. No greater love has a son than ...he deep love for his own mother's sweet asshole.Especially if he's just fucked it.*Elated and exhausted, I reached across to my bedside table, opened the drawer, and took something out to show my Mother. Her mouth dropped open when she saw me holding a familiar plastic object. "It's the spare, remember?" I told her."And what are you going to do. After our pizza we got inside the house, the sun was setting in anyways and we were all dried up. I looked at Daniel as we were getting inside. His ass isn’t that bad-STOP! That’s the alcohol speaking. I tried pushing those thoughts away, they gave me an awkward, hard to describe feeling. Sexual thoughts they are-NO! I couldn’t be thinking about my best friend like that. Not in a sexual way. I wasn’t gay. Neither was him. Yet today he looked different; today there was a different vibe to their. Now that she was happily married and not doing that crazy stuff with the bad boys down at the titty bar, I figured it was time to tell you a little more about be because she had turned into a suburban mom and was as boring as all get out.Back in the prime of my pussy-chasing days, I had planned to concentrate on “white” girls because my own kind were all caught up in saving their pussy for their husband and would stick their butts in your face telling you, “If you got to have it, stick it up. ..” The band played ‘Hail to the Chief,’ one last time for Sam Brownbock, as he was escorted to the podium to address what looked like the entire United States Congress along with a huge swath of reporters, officials and guests invited by Sam to be with him for his final act as President.Me, Jennifer and my staff watched from my suite as Sam thanked the White House staff, the musicians and his appointed administration for their support, courage and faithfulness over the eight years as Vice.