I said let him fuck you. She didn't respond at first but I could see the wheels turning in that beautiful little head of hers. She said I don't care f...or his attitude. I said you aren't fucking his attitude. She never came right out and said know.She told me the guy that has been photographing her for a clothing company has a white wife and she would like to get with my daughter in law. I said can you do it? I mean be with a woman? She said before I got married she had been with two females. I. Mackenzie escorted them to the President’s office. They marvelled at the simple, yet distinctive cultural displays adorning the room. They sat on the two facing couches while he took to his high back chair.“I will dispose of our business and then we’ll eat a handsome meal,” the President’s deep voice began. “Your exploits are remarkable and I wouldn’t be at all surprised if Hollywood doesn’t call on you for a movie about your escape,” his broad, white smile joked.“I am running for re-election. That happened to be white panties (he has a slight fetish for the color white) and one of his long t-shirts.Finally after a few more hours of teasing, he arrived home. I greeted him in the kitchen and he quickly wraps his arms around me and both hands find their way to my ass. He grabbed a nice handful of my ass cheeks, pulled me close and kissed me hard. A moan slipped between my lips and we both knew dinner was going to wait.He picked me up and wrapped my legs around his hips and walked me. I wondered if he shaved everything except his cock and balls. If he did, that would be my fantasy come true. I was getting more and more turned-on by Paul. I took his meaty right calf in my large hand. It felt so smooth, as my mouth started its upward journey first kissing, sucking and nibbling his ankle. Then his calf, then his knee and finally his thick thigh. I was in no hurry. There was no need to rush. I just wanted to savor him and from the sounds Paul was making, he was enjoying the.