From now on, as with this, I will ask your opinions about many things and I will listen to them. Neither of you will ever again be forced to do anythi...g you do not wish to do. I care about how you feel inside, and I want you to be happy."I could tell by the look on their faces that I had been correct. Women were without doubt more intuitive then men. It seemed to me that at least the concept of my lecture was now understood. I recognized that it would take a while before they were fully. Come inside me. Now! My orgasm grabbed me. My legs clenched together. I hoped he was coming, spurting high enough to hit the glass of his window. I jerked again, finished, and eased out the dildo. I lay quietly for a minute. I edged a look toward the window. The blinds had been closed, but the lights were still on. Did he stay to the finish? Did he come? I took the condom off the dildo, but left the whole mess on the sheet. I fell asleep quickly. The next day, Saturday, at five after six, I. "Madam Vice-President, uh, we have bad news," whispered the secretservice agent, "We just confirmed that President Hunt is dead of heartattack."Julianne's eyes opened in shock. Jason Hunt was a fit man who lookedtwenty years younger than his fifty-four years. Jason loved athletics.This was impossible."Oh my!" whispered Julianne, suddenly feeling very weak.After a two minute debriefing, Julianne excused the entourage from herprivate room on the plane. Julianne's head was spinning. Worse. She reached up and ran her hands down his back slowly, letting her hands drift into his pants. She pulled them down and helped him out of them, she slowly gripped his dick in her hands and stroked it with slow, sure strokes. She bit his neck, gently sucking on it as she heard his breath let out in a pleasurable hiss. "Tell me what you want Colton..." She said against his neck, gently squeezing him as she talked. "Tell me what you need." She said even softer as she pressed her breast against his.