However, Kelly was nothing if not persistent. A half sob, half giggle finds its way past the gurgled grunts of years of anxiety being released. “Tak... me Miss President.”“I have just the tool for the occasion.” Kelly trots out of the room in her 5 inch bright blue heels, her ass bouncing the whole way out. She returns with a large, eight inch dildo, complete with veins and balls and slightly sticky and pliable skin. She eyes Kissy with an intense leer, if Kissy wasn’t already undressed, that. She looked absolutely stunning…from the way she dressed & her complexion, she looked to be from a well to do family, so I got on with the introductions & asked her how she got to know of this vacancy, she mentioned that a friend of hers who also happens to be my friend also had mentioned it to her, I just glanced through her certificates, she was a Masters in Psycology with Honours and was looking at doing something intresting, she was fond of travelling & had a flair for learning languages, I. What I remember is that she dropped immediately to her knees and pulled my shorts down enough to free my rigid cock. It wasn’t exactly hidden by my loose shorts anyway, but now the full cool breeze of the morning was on me. I might have shrunk if not for the company of her warm hands and the proximity of her lips and well, just her. She wrapped one hand and then other around my shaft and took a studied look at the bulging crown of my cock peeking from her grip. She eased her mouth over the tip. Stephen had Michele kneel on the overstuffed cushions with her backsideup in the air. He knelt in front of her."Now young lady; I think you've done this before," Stephen said.He dropped down in front of her and pushed his face onto hers and beganto kiss her passionately.Michele responded, kissing Stephen and suckling his tongue.Charles moved behind Michele, and rucked her gown up around her waist,and admired the view: Michele's buxom bottom clad in the white silkpanties, her legs encased in.