Also, I feel like I should tell you that I am completely yours. Meaning, I want to give you this and anything else you would desire. You are such a lo...ving man, and you deserve to have a wife that is open to what you want. I trust that what you want is what I will want as well. I want you to know this from the bottom of my heart. So, please tell me you want this as badly as I do.”Paul is shocked by her words, and he sits back to think about what she has said. He grabs her hand and looks into her. Paula jerked, but Neil slowly slid his hands inside her blouse and pushed her back on the chair. He leant over and whispered into her ear. "I wanna fuck you right here." Paula giggled and shook him off, but Neil was insistent and pushed his lips onto hers, kissing her lustfully. "I'm not joking," he told her. "We are all friends."Paula gasped and gagged as her stomach tried to expel the vodka and Neil rubbed her shoulders before pulling up her blouse. Paula was groggy and woozy, unable to. He proved who he was by making an amazing putt all the way across the bank lobby into a coffee cup."Then, just last week, Andre Agassi had to prove who he was, so he used his tennis racket and lobbed a ball all the way across the bank lobby into that same coffee cup."In both cases, we took that as identification and cashed their checks," she explained."So, Mr. President, is there something you can do that would prove that you are, indeed, BarrackHussein Obama, president of the United States?". Once our lips aparted we moved to Amy's room where we stripped each other down naked. Amy then pushed me on to her bed and I watched her climb over me and lowered her beautiful wet pussy down onto my hard cock. She sat upright and I stared at her flat belly and sexy tits as she slowly road back and forth on my cock. I sat up and as my stepsister road me we kissed passionately while I squeezed her tight ass. Once our lips aparted we change position so I could be in control and on top. I moved.