Specifically not ramming my swollen pulsing cock all the way through to her carpet! I still cannot believe I did as I was told, but I entered her puss...y lips like I was pulling on a pair of silk gloves. Slowly, enjoying every inch of mounting pleasures reserved for only the first penetration of a woman who really needs you to fuck her. I fully entered her and except for a little uncontrollable twitching, lay within the folds of that pussy - a moment I would never forget. I was breathing in gulps. Shit. I made a teenage girl cum just by talking to her.’ Ted felt powerful. Primal, male ego surged inside him. As he drove, he thought back over his sexual experiences… The first time he unhooked a bra, and saw and touched a girl’s breasts. The first time he probed between a girl’s legs and felt her wetness. The first time he unloaded his seed into a woman. All of these experiences were with the woman that was now his wife, and none of these memories came anywhere close to how he felt right. ’ ‘Mr. President…’ The four star combatant commander knew that protest was futile. He’d known the POTUS since their first war together. He remembered fondly his first meeting with the then brand new lieutenant. He’d known then that he was different…special. He’d had no idea how special. How had Hal Franks become President of the United States and leader of the free world? Reluctantly, for sure, even more so than a Gerry Ford or even a George Herbert Walker Bush who never really seemed to want. She had been watching the gangly girl since her first day, and something about her had intrigued her. During lunchtime, when Alejandra was sitting at a table all by herself, as per usual, Sherri approached her and asked to have a seat. Alejandra raised a suspicious eyebrow but nodded. Sherri smiled and sat down. ‘I’m Sherri,’ she introduced with a smile. Alejandra gazed at her for a long moment but finally took her hand in a firm shake, saying in a smooth alto voice, ‘I’m Alejandra.’ She had.