Secord guessed she was Harvard or Princeton, definitely not a Yalie, simply by the way she held herself…and by the pained look she expressed for her... husband’s attire. He felt for her, if only because Hastings looked like he’d just stepped out of a ratty old motorhome and counted on embarrassing his wife. Then she came right for him and shook his hand, and dove right in. ‘You’re coming from the White House, aren’t you?’ she asked, and he was acutely aware she hadn’t let go of his hand – yet.. And his dirty grubby hands invading her most private and delicate places, yes this was exactly what she wanted as she put up a token struggle forcing him to pin her down, grabbing both her wrists with one of his huge hands."Now lie still!" he hissed.He rubbed at her clitoris and Debbie felt herself getting wetter and wetter as he continued to breath all over her.He hooked his fingers and slowly began to insert two of his big fat digits into Debbie's pussy.Burt sat on the floor watching and. Most of the judges are male and will be looking at you as if you are already naked. Besides your presentation, they will be wondering if you will make a good fuck. You have to give them what they want. Tease them with your body and your smile. The routine will take care of itself.”As Stretch turned and headed toward the amplifier, I heard her mutter. “I trust you Juice, but this is fucking ridiculous!”As she walked away, I saw Stretch remove her top and step out of her shorts. She cued the. " No, I felt I could go on for some time. But please come here honey, I want to look after you."Dad went and stood in front of mum, his massive cock hanging down in front of her face. She reached up and caressed him, lifting his heavy cock to suck and lick his balls, before taking his cock head inside her mouth, swirling her tongue around the massive bulb. The rest of the club was starting to stir. Josh and four of them were erect again, pulling themselves and watching intently as mum tried to.