.." Daniel pants."Come for me, baby."I grabbed for his throbbing tool while still pumping into him with all my force, stoking him along and feeling hi... second orgasm of the night spill out of the aching member.I felt Daniel clench weakly around my member as another incredibly powerful torrent of white-hot lust and pleasure flared through me, Daniel, the both of us.I released my second round of juices into Daniel's ass, the load filling him up and leaking out from the entrance. Daniel screamed. Anyway, I’m getting offtrack, well the point I’m trying to make is, the non-prepgirl seemed to love me, but the problem was they were allas ugly as a fucking horses ass. So anyway, you know I would flirt with the prep girlsand get on their good side, because they have the bestbodies, of course. Well, as it turned out this girlnamed Jackie Lewis took a liking to me, we would talk andit was obvious she was interested in me, and vice versa.Well, soon we started going out and we went. I couldn’t see Papa forking over a bundle of cash for my college education when it took every penny he had just to keep the farm on a paying basis. One failed crop would cause a lot of grief; two failed crops and he’d be in hock up to his ears. And anyhow, it was obvious that, even though he didn’t hold out a lot of hope for me, he would still rather have a farmer for a son than a scholar. What good was a scholar?Well, that particular day I was hiding out in my little cubbyhole doing practice. Loyalservants of the Commander in Chief, they never discussed the weird noisesand shrill squeals they heard from behind the door during these dailysessions, not even to speculate between themselves about what went on inthere.Inside the sumptious Nixon Bathroom, larger than most D.C. apartments,President George Walker Bush had donned his pink tutu, his Miss Piggymask and his Farrah Faucett wig. He spoke in a regal, constrictedfalsetto, "Helleeew, yes! I am Princess of thee entire.