I see I shall have to watch myself." Is that so?" I asked."That's for you to find out later perhaps." She replied giving me a little hugWe danced ever... dance together for the rest of the evening and I was quite sad as the band played the last waltz, as I had thoroughly enjoyed myself and I did not want the evening to end."Do you have far to go?" I asked"About an hours walk, as I have missed the last bus, it's your fault; you made me miss the last bus, as I so enjoyed dancing with you I did not. You began to walk towards the opening of the elevator, but I put my left hand, my thumb still hot and slick with your juice, on your shoulder and stopped you, and I pressed the button for the twelfth floor with my right.Some people tried to enter the elevator, but I shook my head and shut the doors on them. Before the doors were fully closed my lips were crushing yours, and our tongues furiously slapping each other. Our breath came in short sharp gasps, and you grabbed my head with both hands. "Kevin, your tip to the President saved his life. Samantha was feeding details about his movements to the people who were behind Renee Carson. She talked her way into the White House using her affair with John Gray as her reference and qualifying experience.The President was so shaken up by John Gray's assassination that he simply accepted her without a second thought."You saved his life. To keep anyone from knowing his exact schedule, everything has been dramatically altered."That one," he. There's a big difference between making love, and fucking. I enjoyed hard, deep sex, but not rough sex. I didn't like to be slapped, even on my ass, or my hair pulled. After years of boring love making, Paul was about to give me a good, hard fuck, and I needed it.I spread my legs and raised them high. I looked down and watched his cock go in and out of my vagina as he began fucking me with long, deep thrusts."Fuck me," I said, "Fuck me hard."He looked me right in the eyes and his thrusts got.