..it was at least twice the size of my hubby…It would be a challenge if that thing could fit in my wet cunt.But I could not resist to that hooded bl...ck man’s wishes…I looked down at my loving helpless husband and he watched as the black man toyed with my sloppy pussy. His cock was almost eleven inches and as thick as my own forearm. He smacked at my swollen clit with his heavy stick, making me cry in surprise and pain. Then he slid the tip up the length of my slit, depositing his thick precum. I was about to say something when I heard a voice from the pool shout, "Hey, look at Annie!" This was followed by a chorus of wolf whistles and howls from guys all over the place. Annie giggled and struck a pose, showing off her tight stomach and great legs. She turned to me and said, "See? It's just teasing!" I nodded and kept my mouth shut. It was still a bikini. Besides, if some guys wanted to ogle my wife, no harm in that…Right? I laid back in the lawn chair and opened my book while Annie. ”I had won reelection (or election, depending on how you looked at it), but things were changing. Several top people had told me that if I won, they would be leaving sometime in 2005. In a way I was somewhat dismayed but working at that level is incredibly wearing. Forget about having a family or a life outside of the White House. You are on call 24 hours a day, each and every day, and might be here today and around the other side of the world tomorrow. Ari was only the first to announce he was. It was only his silver hair that gave his age away. He had a smile for most people and had the respect of most too. It was sometimes difficult to remember that he was a successful businessman and able to make hard decisions, as Philip Dane had already discovered."Ah! David." He said politely. "I'm sorry to have to tell you that Richard Greaves had a fatal heart attack early this morning."With his first words I thought my time at the company had reached its conclusion. I was surprised though.